Too long since last post...

But there really hasn't been anything to post, until today!

After a week of not being able to get out and fish due to the winds/waves, we were finally able to get out on Sunday. The seas were a bit choppy in the morning, but then died down. Lots of chatter on the radio with captains looking for fish. No one was having any luck, including us. So, after a full day of trying (practice), we returned home.

We were looking forward to getting out again on Monday as the weather was predicted to be spectacular and perfect for catching fish! We decided since it was so nice and the seas flat, that we would run way offshore. We traveled about 20 miles and set up for fishing. We saw a bit of things in the water that would indicate there might be fish, but again, nothing. The upside is that no one else caught anything either. And inspite of not catching fish, we pulled some out of the freezer and had fish tacos for Cindo de Mayo!



Since the weekend, we had been planning for Frank's nephew, Mike, to join us for a day of fishing on Tuesday. Again, the weather was forecasted to be perfect. When we got out on the water, things were a bit choppier than expected. But we had a strategy and got busy. Shortly after getting the lines out, one of the baits got knocked down. Soon after getting new bait out, another was hit, but no fish. We were starting to get excited about the possibility of fish being nearby. And then BINGO! We got hit hard by a large mahi! We started clearing lines and getting the boat ready to bring the big boy in when all of a sudden, the line went slack....and off he went with the bait. We circled back a time or two, but no luck. So we continued with our plan. A bit of chatter on the radio about people catching fish farther south, but we found some signs that looked promising.

Sure enough, we caught one! The hook-up, clearing the lines, and boating the fish was picture perfect! Nice teamwork!



We continued along with our plan and along the way, saw several sea turtles. It was pretty cool!





After a few hours of following a weedline, we passed a deflated balloon and sure enough, there must have been a fish nearby because it jumped on one of our baits. Mike was quick on the draw and got the fish under control. We cleared the lines and Captain Frank made swift work of getting the fish in the box. Again, great teamwork!





It was a great feeling pulling up to the dock and being able to show everyone the fish we caught!