The Biggest Fish in the Sea
We caught the biggest fish in the sea. Or, a damn big one anyways. A sailfish, actually, maybe six and a half feet long, very very beautiful. Its our last day in St. Lucia, so we thought we'd go out with a bang. I've been traveling with three other ladies, an Aussie, a Brit, and a Canadian. The trip was supposed to cost R450, but we managed to book it for R250, which we were very excited about. Then when we were the ones pushing the little motorboat in the water and when we had to immediately go back to shore to check out a problem with the motor and then the Canadian immediately got impaled with a nasty fish hook we started to wonder if we'd cut a deal to end up eaten by sharks or stranded for hours in the middle of the ocean somewhere. We, as a boat (us plus two honeymooning Brits), caught three tuna, one baracuda, and the monster sailfish (the fish of a lifetime). We all enjoyed ourselves very much, but my three friend were terribly seasick and spent most of their time lying on the floor of the boat, trying not to throw up. I got more sunburnt than I care to, even blue shit does not seem to be helping.
St Lucia has been very beautiful--the ocean is amazing. We enjoyed our time on the beach until the Brit and the Canadian got stung by blue bottle jellyfish. We also saw Black Rhino and Buffalo in the park, which is nice because we don't have either of those on our reserve.
I think my time is almost up, and I need to go help the girls fix the sailfish steaks we took home. So, keep on keepin on, guys. I miss you all, but not enough to come home yet.
posted by Cady @ 4:13 PM
6 Comments:
Wow. It sounds like you all made the right choice to go fishing. And plus you got food with the trip. I hope you took some pictures (something I know all of us faithful readers are dearly excited about).
But I must protest that in the future you use names instead of nationalities. Even if they aren't their real names (you know to protect their identites). We aren't idiots you know. Better preclude me from that "we" ;)
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fishes! fishes! It sounds like your fish could beat the one that was caught in the chattahoochee. How would you even eat that much fish? I have this great mental image of you covered in mud in a bright yellow rain jacket and holding some weird insect grinning like a maniac. You need to get a real life job in Africa so when I am rich and have free time I can come visit you. The sex workers art show tour is happening on sunday, and it has officially taken over my life, but it a good way. I am heavily embroiled in UNCA politics. I'm running the university in your absence. Enough of this paltry class stuff. Organic II sucks. I feel you would understand my pain. Luckily I am not doing that with my life. Your fish say to tell you they are doing well, and they are glad they are small enough to not be in danger of being eaten. At least, by humans. Alright, back to instrumental analysis... blah....
So im curious....Who caught the sailfish? Anyways im still really happy that your out there, i mean i bet there isnt a second where you are not smiling. Even if you might be mud covered burnt to a crisp and stuck with an interesting rain jacket. Heh, well dont forget the lion cub i want and i hope each day is getting better then the next. Cya kid
hi cady's mom! I'm sorry things were so frantic when you called about the sex workers art show, i was running around like a mad woman. But I saw your friend for a brief second later, so I know she made it to the show. I hope she enjoyed it, it has been a crazy experience, and the debates and discussions are still going on. and hi my mom if you are reading this! (i gave the address to her too). oh, and hi cady, too, i suppose.
cady, one of the cories is deathly ill. it keeps lying on its side on the bottom and swimming sideways. I put it in the "hospital" in a bowl with fresh spring water and some food and a bright light to warm up the water, but i don't really think it's going to make it. i'm not sure I can handle this whole fish-as-pets thing. i just get attached to them and then they die. But all the other fish are doing well, so I don't think it's because of my abuse or anything like that. sigh. back to my homework with your dying fish to keep me company.
yup. the fish died. it was sad. I will replace it when I get a chance. I am going to atlanta tomorrow for spring break to babysit my brother. obviously i am your only true friend, because I leave you the most messages. Or maybe I am just your most bored friend.
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