I’m writing this blog post in honor of one of my dear friends, who has a great passion for deep sea fishing.
Here is one of his deep sea fishing stories:
“We woke up at 5:30 in the morning to get ready for the day. Everyone was super excited to take a boat out to the deep blue and to possibly catch some rockfish. My family loaded up at the marina and headed down to the dock to start our journey. We meet our captain, Diego, who introduced us to the crew and gave us a little tour of the old boat. He asked us if we were ready to go, in which we replied “yes!” and then we took off deep into the ocean. Twenty-six miles later, my Aunt Shelly started throwing up all over the back of the boat while we were all trying to dodge the mess. The waves grew bigger and journey seemed more and more treacherous as more and more of my family members began throwing up on the boat! Diego and Uncle Chris were the only two who didn’t throw up, leaving everyone else with very empty stomachs. Uncle Chris ended up catching six rock fish which provided for a large group of us. A little later, the boat was trolling for some fish, when we suddenly snagged a big one. Everyone leaned over the edge to check what was on the line, even though they were all exhausted from throwing up. Not even five seconds later, we saw a giant sail fish shoot out of the water! Everyone jumped to their feet, finally found their sea legs and watched in awe as the fish was reeled in. Uncle Chris fought the fish for forty minutes, then FINALLY the fish was brought in! Fortunately, the sea sickness was all worth it in the end!”
Colin Gormley, Student at OU