My loves on our 5th anniversary

My loves on our 5th anniversary

Thursday, March 29, 2012

Atlantis Day 3: Deep Sea Fishing


Saturday morning started off with a beautiful sunrise that I got to view from our balcony:
Jamie has a dream to move to California. I've always kind of been against it because California scares me, but I think I could get used to having views like this one every morning:
Kim, Jamie, Kirby and I had a long day of deep sea fishing ahead of us and we had to scarf down breakfast and get to the boat by 8:00. It was a b-e-a-u-tiful day outside and we were ready to get fishing!

The boat was really neat and well equipped with all of our fishing gear.

Jamie, Kirby and Kim ready to catch some fish:
The big chair in the middle was the main fish-catching chair and the two on the sides were the extra chairs. The big one was the easiest chair to catch a fish in because it was the biggest and had a foot rest. You were also up higher. I'm a fishing pro now, so I could have easily sat in one of the side chairs :)

Me and my hot fisherman hubby:
At first, I wasn't listening to our fisherman guy and didn't know what the rules were, so I unknowingly sat in the "big" chair first thing.

Well, lo and behold, I have to catch the first fish.

This is Elton:
He was our fishing helper. And he was a grump. For breakfast, he had two oatmeal cream pies, a package of nutter butters and half a package of chocolate chip cookies. If I had all of that goodness in my system, there's NO WAY I'd be that grumpy.

Anyways, I was sitting in the big chair and one of the four fishing poles starts to pull and Captain Mike and Fisherman Elton both yell "hook!!!" And then Kim says, "Alright, Abbs! You got it!"

WHAT?! ME?!?!

Elton unhooked the fishing pole, brought it to me and yells, "Open your legs!!!"

Excuse me, sir? I am a married woman!

Well, the fishing pole has to hook on the chair in-between your legs when you deep sea fish. Elton wasn't being pervy. He was doing his job.

He hooked in the fishing pole and I reeled and reeled and reeled that thing in. It ended up being about a 10 pound tuna! Woo hoo!!! I caught the first tuna!!!

As it got closer to the boat, Elton pulled it out of the water and threw it into a cooler. And then this happened:
Blood.

Ooozing out of the cooler. Gross.

By they way, did you know that the boat moves continuously when you deep sea fish? Well, it does. The fish have to think that the fish on the hook are swimming to make them eat it and bite down on the hook. Interesting, huh?

Way back in the background of this picture is The Atlantis:
The farthest we went out was around 15 miles. I'm not sure if that is nautical or regular miles...is there a difference? I don't know. I'll stop trying to sound intelligent now.

Kim tried her hardest to make conversation with Grumpy Fisherman Elton, but he wasn't having it. She tried to learn about fishing, and he did his best to explain how everything works:
How sexy is this piece of hunk?:
Don't answer that. He's mine, ladies.

Kim and Elton bonding:
Everyone kind of rotated in the big chair, taking turns catching fish. We were having a really successful morning catching fish right and left! It was a blast!

It's Kirby's turn now:
Woo hoo, I think he caught a wahu:
I have no idea is that's how you spell it, but we caught several wahus/ouahou/wahou...I don't know.

My hubby's turn:
This was when the insanity began! Jamie had a fish. Kirby had a fish. And then it was Kim's turn! Kim had a fish!
Jamie sitting in the "big chair", reeling in his catch:
This one may have been a mahi mahi:
Still reeling away:
Jamie got his fish in. Kirby got his fish in. And then we realize that Kim's fish is probably a lot bigger than we're anticipating:
Captain Mike was up top and I heard him yell, "This is gon' be a big a*s fish!!! Looks like a 40 pound mahi mahi!!!" At this point, Kim looks at Elton and tells him that it's not reeling anymore:
That sucker was a fighter!

Elton goes in total freakout mode, looks at Kirby and says, "Are you taking over?! You gotta move FAST! HURRY HURRY HURRY!!! MOVE MOVE MOVE!!!" He went into total drill sergeant mode!!!

So Kirby took over with Kim's fishing pole:

This fish was almost too tough for Kirby to reel in. He was a large and feisty little sucker:


He finally got it in and just LOOK at this mammoth fish:
A humongo mahi mahi!

Kim had to hold the cooler down because the fish was flopping around so much:
We were all clapping and cheering and talking about how giant that fish was once he got it in. Kirby already had plans to get it mounted. We were guessing how much it weighed. Elton smiled and I wish I caught that on camera, because he didn't smile at all on the trip. And then this happened:
Homeboy mahi mahi decided to flop out of the cooler!!! Don't let that picture fool you. The zoom was not on and that son of a gun flopped out within inches of my tootsies! My reflexes are pretty dang good and I was practically on Jamie's lap within nanoseconds. But I at least had the sense to take this picture while it was out and trying to get back to sea.

Elton exclaimed a word that rhymes with "duck" and hooked that fishypoo, throwing it back into the cooler. It was impressive:
Ooo. We were all relieved once that mahi mahi quit flopping around.

Back to regular fishing:
Kirby and Jamie both had a fish on their hooks.

Brotherly fishing. I love this picture:
Such intensity.

Kim was capturing the moment from the top:
I was back in the hot seat:
I can't express to you how hard it is to reel in a fish. My muscles were burning:
It doesn't matter if the fish is 10 pounds or 20, it is hard as hay to reel in! Especially when the line is covered with weeds. It makes the line SOOOO much heavier. Full upper body workout, that's for sure:
Those P90X-ers by at The Atlantis can kiss it! Deep sea fishing is a beast compared to Tony!!

Kirby's turn again:
Cooler o' fish:
Jamie's turn:
Bloody cooler o' fish:
By the end of the day, I had blood and fish gut splatters all over my tummy and skirt. Eww.

As grumpola as Elton was, he was a great fisherman:
And we actually had a breakthrough moment. He opened up, started talking and was actually friendly. We talked about me and Jamie, food, BBQ, alligator hunting, girlfriends he's had and more. He's an interesting character.

Yay another tuna caught by Jamie:

Look at all those fish:
I could stare at the ocean for hours:
Such a glorious sight:
We were supposed to fish from 8:00-5:00 but we caught two day's worth of fish in about 4 hours (which is rare...we're just that good), so we called it a day just a little bit early.
As we headed back to the resort, we decided to measure and weigh the giant that Kirby and Kim caught earlier.

Fishing it out of the bottom of the cooler:
Mr. Mahi Mahi was 62 inches long:
And he weighed 55 pounds:
He. Was. Huge.
I called him Big Head:
Kirby and his prized possession:
Jamie and I with a few of our catches:
The three of us with a few of our fishy friends:
My Grandpa Cecil would be so proud. He taught me how to fish when I was a yittle girl. He'd love to know that I caught some fish on the high seas :) Love you, Grandpa.

Our boat, The Chubasco:
When we got back to the resort, Kirby and I did one last round of the lazy river and a couple slides and then I decided it was nap time. Back to the room to enjoy this view before taking a snooze:
Nap time:
That night, we went to a restaurant that Elton and Mike took some of our fish to, so that we could enjoy a few of our fine catches for dinner. Look how amazing this looks:
Fried, grilled and blackened fish. Not sure which was which fish, but it was all DELICIOUS!!!

And sadly this cute picture is the last one I got of the evening:
Brothers. They're so much alike.

That night, my brain and my body were completely fried, so I wasn't in the mood to take pictures, but Kim has a good one of the whole group on her camera. I'll have to get it from her. :)

As with every night, we ate Ben and Jerry's ice cream for dessert and then casino'd a little bit and then called it a night.

Hope you enjoyed my day on the high seas! I'd deep sea fish again in a heartbeat! It was a blast!

Alrighty, my lunch break is over. Dang. Back to work.

Pray for Leia LuLu Bear. Girlfriend's got fleas. Sick. Pray for me and Jamie too. These jumping bugs are baby spawns of Satan. Nasty flea jerks.

Love you, my sweet friends and blog readers that I don't know :) Have a lovely day!

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