It was like many early mornings in the past, but instead of driving to the barn to catch ponies, I wore rubber boots and gingerly stepped onto a boat full of men to spend the day fishing for calico bass, sea bass, and fingers crossed, a yellow tail or two.
4 AM on a boat has to be one of my new favorite experiences ever. Darkness envelopes the boat like a cloak, the bait is loaded with silly looking pelicans snapping sardines up whenever they can, and then everyone troops below deck and crams themselves into the tiniest bunks you’ve ever seen. I shivered myself to sleep on the cold vinyl covering, but there may be nothing better than being rocked to sleep as you sail to the islands to fish.
My love has been fly fishing, the beautiful flies, the wading to better pools, and the constant back and forth of my line kissing the water…BUT…this was fun. This was a rush and exhausting and something totally different and I wanted to go again the very next day. I only got one picture, I promise I caught at least 3 more and they make damn good eating too!
How many Buckaroo Barbies do we have that love to fish?? Are you a dyed-in-the-wool river rat or do you find your fun out on the open sea???
We missed all you girls while we were away, hope you're ready to get back to our regular posts! Adrian is FINALLY starting to slowly recover from her horse wreck and life is almost back to normal. Hope you have a wonderful Monday night Dolls!
xo xo Liz