The day following our helicopter tour of Kauai, we went out on a deep sea fishing expedition.
I had never fished before in my life. The only time I had even held a fishing pole is when some of us did a little ‘raccoon fishing’. Not familiar? Well it is basically the only way to see a a cute (but kind of mean) raccoon up close. We tied a little bit food to the end of a fishing line and fed raccoons from our sliding glass door in Big Sur. Yes, I know this is how animals get dependent on human food, but those cuties were already hooked (ah?) before they met me and I really wanted to see them up close (without getting toooo close). And don’t worry, we were very sweet to these little cuties and didn’t tease them / not give them the yummies. I realize that these pictures may be misinterpreted by some, but trust that all we did was give the sweet, sweet raccoons some treats in a safe way. No different than feeding any other animal a treat (except getting close to a raccoon is not advised…). Oh, they got lots of yummies. Pretty sure they liked us. In fact, I even bonded with one, see?
Anyway, back to real fishing. Although it was a beautiful day, there was not a lot of fish biting. The first time I got a hold of the rod, however, I got a bite and caught a Humuhumunukunukuapua’a (or reef triggerfish, the Hawaiian state fish).
Only the fish weren’t biting. At all. So we at some lunch and then I went back to it. It took a while but I got a big bite! The captain even said, “that gave the pole a good bend!” And then the fish let go. womp womp. We attached more bait and within a couple of minutes I got another bite. I hopped into the big chair, set my rod (okay, the captain did that part) and I reeled in a big huku.
Have you ever reeled in a fish? Dear god does it work your arm muscles. There were points where I really thought that I couldn’t move my arm anymore but the captain told me to hurry up because there were probably hungry sharks that would steal the fish.
Oh, I don’t think so, Mr. Shark. Not my catch.
After about a minute or so, the fish was out of the water, I was exhausted and everyone was excited that somebody finally caught a fish that we could eat!
And that was the only fish we caught (sorry guys).
When we got home we grilled up the fish and had it for dinner. It was really something else to go out and ‘catch dinner’ (and have the men cook it, haha). Have any of you gone fishing before? What are your thoughts about catching dinner?
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