I braved the seas the other day and went fishing from a boat. For the most part it was pretty cool. Never really been much of a fisherman nor a boater for that matter, so the experience was mostly new to me.
The kind Shepherd invited me on this epic quest. Along for the journey were Mr. Miller and the Shepherd’s brother in law Nick, who also was the boat owner and captain of this voyage. First we bought some bait which came in chinese food containers. They just pack minnows in those containers like it’s fried rice.
Then we headed over to the docks to board the vessel. She was a fine ship and I was welcomed aboard. Then we went out into the ocean to the point where you really couldn’t see the shore off of Longport. So I’d say that’s the furthest from land I’d been in a boat.
Then Mr. Miller taught me how to cast and I waited for something to bite. And waited, and waited some more. Technically I didn’t catch anything, but Mr. Miller did let me real a fish in that bit his line. It was a flounder, not big enough to keep but a fish nonetheless. Fish are very slimy and squirm a great deal, but I found it very enjoyable to pick them up and throw them back out to sea.
I did get seasick and was told that jumping in the ocean would make me feel better. So I went to end of the boat and fell in like Frodo falling into the black water. Since I was out of it at that point, I have to admit that for a few seconds I did kinda freak out and didn’t realize where the hell I was. But, I settled down and grabbed onto the boat and all was well.
We did manage to catch 2 flounders that we were able to keep. So overall it was a fine expedition.