The bay that we’re in is totally packed with fish!
It’s crazy how fast I can catch them. I just plop my handline in, and just like that a fish is hooked! My record of how many I caught within the hour is about five or six. It may be great fishing, but there is still that annoying half hour in between regular fishing time (when the fish inspect and smell the bait to see if it is their dinner or their doom) and feeding time (which is when they bite recklessly not caring what it is attached to) when they will swim around the bait taunting me by looking at the bait, rushing the bait, and veering off at the last second, but none of them ever touch it!
Yesterday when I cleaned the barnacles and other growth off the bottom of our boat with Dad while Mom and Millie went grocery shopping it caused quite a feeding frenzy. Fish were darting all over the place eating anything they could find (including the occasional nibble on our flippers)! I also had to take a few swings at the braver ones with my scraper to keep them from biting at me! I got out because it got a little too cold for me, and a few minutes later, Dad started on the other side of the hull. Suddenly I saw him jerk backward and I asked him what had happened and he said that one especially brave fish came up and accidentally hit him!
Afterward when I went fishing it was like it was already feeding time. Fish after fish after fish they all came in so quickly, and in what felt like only 10 minutes I already had five! Soon after that, I saw an enormous fish. It looked like the size of me!
We still aren’t quite sure what he is, and our best guess at first is that it a type of shark, but now we think it might be a remora or a relative of some sort.
Here are some pictures that I didn’t include in my blog above…
Sailing Trismic 