A blonde goes fishing

The long awaited excursion on the boat – finally the wind dropped, rods all rigged with new tackle and reels and Sue Russ and Steph were ready for a big day out ‘Fishing’

We hit the sea at 8.30, yes the bungs were in, and motored our to the channel, anchoring up…so far so good!

The snapper were biting – a little small, but good fun reeling them in and setting them free again!

Then Steph, got a good strike and brought in a nice fish…

Our first keeper! So into the bin with the ice packs and Sue grabbed the bucket to add some salt water to the bin to keep fresh. Chucking the dirty water in bucket out (to get fresh salt water) and unaware Russell was thawing our bait in said bucket. Oops… as it hit the water, we watched half a bag of squid bait float away!

Oh well – feeding the fish!

Russ and Steph then proceeded to add good size fish to the bin, Sue kept feeding the fish with her bait, then the tide turned and all the lines tangled – Sues in the middle. Half an hour of untangling – Russ told me my tackle was free! So he handed it to me and I decided that best way to wind the excess untangled line was to throw tackle (and sinker) over and rewind up. He failed to tell me that he had unhooked it from my line. So I watched my new hooks, sinkers and all my tackle disappear into the deep blue sea!

I really should have been enjoying the scenery while my fishing buddies got down to business!

By 2pm we had run out of bait (thanks to Sue) and Steph had one last piece on her rod (while I was tidying up ready to up anchor and head back in). She got a kingfish strike and it was a big one as it roared off with her line!

And headed for the anchor rope – these guys are clever, they try to swim around something so they can break the line and get away! 20 minutes of fighting and this is exactly what happened – Stephs tackle (and last bit of bait) gone!

Back in to boat clean and gut fish (Sues job), three smoked and a fabulous dinner for eight of fresh snapper!

I (Sue the blonde) am a little out of practice – but even at 58, I can learn from my mistakes!

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