Let me tell you guys, this trip was a total blast! Scott, you really missed out on a good time. Notice that there are no pics of me with fish. The only thing that I caught that was worth while was a good buzz, and a pair of double D's strapped to a Columbian frame, measurements 36 24 36. I of course was the designated cook! Those that can't fish clean and cook. What in the hell is this world coming too? I swear that I could not hit a fish that weekend if my life depended on it. It sounded like a war down there with Andy and Randy (The Bopsy twins) Down there killing all the fish. Above and beyond all, the only big black I shot did not even get its picture taken. It's a conspiracy I tell you! The only consolidation that I have is that I get to spearfish any time I want and this sucker is in the mountains yodeling with a billygoat.
The weather was beautiful and the beer was cold. The nights were wonderful till this one drunk chick was fighting with her boyfreind and wanted to go back to New Jersey. (that is a story or thread for another time) One cool thing that we all got to see was bonito! There were little tunny all over the place that weekend. It seems the pelagics were out in full force. It was funny to see a group of those missles come out of the blue straight out at you and there was no way to connect with them. Jay would lay in wait; take aim and shoot; the funniest part was to watch the bonito give Jay the fin and rocket away.
For those who missed it, these pics give you an incentive to make it next year. I have to say, it was a relaxing good time with good people. Except for Andy of course. He is the derelict that kills all of the apex predators. And just a little advice for the next trip, those that want to catch the biggest fish stay near Andy cause if it were'nt for bad luck I would have no luck at all.
Aquiles
P.S. I blamed all of the missed shots on a bent shaft, I hope that they believe me
