A few of you know I’ve an offer to buy my company so I’ve been under tremendous stress and working ungodly hours. Such is life.
Well, one of my few respites is that once a month, all of my old college friends get together for an online zoom happy hour.
A little back story: During our college years in Germany we spent countless hours debating the ills of the world and planning our futures (like any of that planning worked out for any of us! LOL) At some point during our second year of uni someone suggested a trip to Tenerife. That trip led us to plan a trip for most every break from college. We “eurail passed” all over europe exploring every museum, beach, bar etc. After graduation we spent a few years not really staying in touch and one of the ladies reached out by regular old mail (that’s all we had back then as compuserve hadn’t even been invented) and suggested we all come “home” to Frankfurt for New Years. We did and that started a 35 year tradition of staying connected by meeting and celebrating new years in cities all around the world. We’ve done Paris, Tokyo, Madrid, Rome, Rio, NYC, Sydney etc. Not everyone can attend every year but hardly anyone misses two years in a row. The group size has grown considerably because now we have spouses, kids etc.
Back to fishing… During COVID, we started having a monthly happy hour via zoom. Because of all the time zones of the group, we try to balance the timing so that’s it fair to everyone. So, on Friday morning at 8:30a I found myself drinking Bloody Mary’s and eating banana bread. We finished up around 10:30a EST and then I got a knock on the door and a neighbors fishing buddy cancelled at the last minute and I (under the influence of alcohol) threw caution to wind and accept the invitation to go fishing.
By noon we had this 30 year old boat in the water:
By 12:30 we were anchored in 50’ deep water and had a few lines baited when out of the blue this 100’ sailboat kept coming at us… on collision course. We were yelling, whistling etc. trying to get their captains attention. All of a sudden he pops up, grabs the wheel and steers his boat clear of us. He missed us by about 15 feet. After catching our breath, we went back to fishing.
For those who don’t deep sea fish, live bait works best and live bait is hard to find (especially now) so we spent a fair amount of time casting a net for ballyhoo, which is a small fish with a very long “beak” and it’s used for trolling and generally attracts much larger fish. After the first few net casts we had about 12 ballyhoo and promptly put a few on hooks within minutes we got our first hit, a barracuda.
Large barracuda really taste nasty so we decided to cut him loose. I controlled the cuda while my buddy cut the hook. No injuries, the cuda swam away.
We managed to pull in a few red snapper before the winds kicked up and we had 2-4 foot swells and I got sick (twice) - apparently banana bread and bloody mary’s don’t mix with rough seas… who knew! It was about 3:30p anyway so we decided to head back (thank god!). By 5p we had the boat hosed down and back under cover and were filleting the fish.
That was my first break in weeks and my first REAL outing in months! I’m debating if I will ever leave the house again. ![:wink: :wink:](https://discuss.appstudio.dev/images/emoji/twitter/wink.png?v=9)