It turned out to be an ol’
fashioned fishing derby (athough it wasn’t actually stated as such)! There were about 8 boats that left together
in the morning heading to Lee Stocking Island.
To get there you need to head back out into the ocean and head
north. All boats were anxious to get
fishing again. Some boats were calling
over the VHF with a very excited ‘fish on’!
They didn’t end up catching anything but a barracuda that was quickly
returned to the sea. Another boat had a
little more adventure. Their new Leopard
had broken an outhaul and they had to slow down to repair it. As they began their assessment of the
flapping sail their rod started singing and then the VHF repeated again…”Fish
on, Fish on”! The story later revealed
that they had a very large Wahoo on the line that they fought for 40
minutes. Because they were stopped, the
boat began to shift just as he was reeling in the fish close to the boat – the fish
was slowly drifting under the boat. While
he continued to wrestle the fish, his wife turned on the engines and started
moving the boat, drawing the fish further under and cutting his line. The fish was now free. Another one got away. We didn’t catch anything until we had left
the ocean through Rat Cay Cut. I was
determined to have something. I switched
out the large ocean lures and slipped on something a little more dainty (lure,
that is). All of a sudden, BAM, we
caught something. It was a good sized
Jack and, in the end…it was the biggest fish of the day!
All boats arrived in the beautiful
anchorage. It didn’t take us long to
head the beach. All the kids
took a hike
to the other size for spectacular views of the ocean side. We met later in the evening for a bonfire and
to swap stories. Dylan enjoyed a special guest on his arm that came out of the grass.We were looking forward to more exploring of this area.
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