I have booked a light tackle trip on th SLAMMER for Friday April 24th,2009. So far we have seven people reserved in our group. Myself, Quixotic and the rest are my family and friends. When I talked to her today there was only 8 spots taken this leaves 12 open spots.
Surf fishing from a boat. I predict flat calm seas and lots of fish.
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Originally Posted by Mo
Man up boys, got 10 in our party so far.
If you afraid of the ocean in April don't sign up. One of my best buddys is a puker,but he is goin and fishes the whole time. Mind over matter boys.
HA HA HA....Mind over matter until your stomach is your mouth. Fuck you MO. You puked last year on one of your first trips out as a deckhand. OR did you forget? Well its ok if you did, I am here to remind you.
I never got sick until last summer on one trip leaving westport at 1AM or so. We all screwed ourselves. Three square greasy meals the day before. Chicken fried steak for breakfast, nasty westport mexican for lunch, nice half pound greasy burger for dinner. 2 hours of sleep. Red bull before we pushed off. overcast night (couldn't see shit, no lights, no moon, no clouds, fucking NOTHING). You could see the electronics and that was it. We were riding the 5'-7' trough all night out. And to top it all off, there was north easterly blowing the diesel right back into the cockpit. TT went first...put a knee in my chest (I was laying on the deck sleeping) and prayed to the porcelain gods. Fuck...I had to take over and I already knew where this was going to end. Lasted about 45 minutes, and then I blew ass in my bibs. That brew crawled up my body and into my noise. I called the dinosaurs, but none came. Dry heavin', tasting leftover refried puked up beans, busted blood vessels in my eyes... My nephew and Arvin followed suit like true champs.
Yea, mind over matter....until you're fucked. The important part is that you PUKE AND RALLY.
I would rather have it rough as shit with a good stiff wind THEN slow, lazy, and hot. You guys will be okay. JUST MAN UP AND DO WORK! NO EXCUSES! LOVE EVERY MINUTE. IT'S A TEST! Not too many people can handle the ocean. Be proud of that.
hell yeah I puked, then got over it. Only the 3rd time in my life I ever puked. Lots of people get sick. My dad had a deck hand who used to puke his guts out on the way out everytime...(altho I think it may have been from realizing he couldn't have any beer for a few days)
I am just sayin yeah it may be rough, but thats the gamble you take. The killer every time for me has been no sleep and worried about getting sick so I took a Dramine. I think thats why I got sick. Orange Gatorade, Snickers don't look so good coming up.
More sleep and no Dramine for me
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