FISH ON...!!!

Ben

We had already been considering who we should eat first.

Obviously it would be Ben. A no-brainer really:  he was the youngest (as tradition demands), he was eating the most, and he knew the location of the rum stash. Luckily (for Ben) we started to catch fish on the evening of Day 4.

First, though, we had to be teased for an hour, heaving to for 3 strong takes but losing all of them, with 2 lures into the bargain. These were not small fish.

First fish

Fresh sashimi

Finally, a medium-sized Tuna was landed and quickly sashimied, followed next morning by a medium Mahi-mahi (Dorado), immediately battered and cooked, to be wolfed down with a cold beer.

Beer? Yeah, well, it was Sunday...

And we were all freshly scrubbed as we changed out of oilies and dressed in our Sunday best: Hawaiian shirts to mark our arrival in warmer waters. Boy did it taste good. And we smelled good too, for the first time quite in a few days!

Then again: FISH ON...!!!

This time Declan landed a large bull Mahi-mahi which was filleted and put straight in the fridge. With Tuna steaks for supper (mmmmm...) the lines had to come in. We had enough meat for days now. Strike 'famine'; read 'feast'.

Ben lives to fight (or fish) another day...

First mahi-mahi

Extremely fresh fish

8 kg