Marlin fishing is hours of boredom punctuated with moments of sheer panic!
So we may as well have a hell of a lot of fun out there in the wilderness of the wild blue ocean.
That would be fun.
Keith L. --<"><
Time spent on the ocean is a wonder. You are passing over a vast wilderness that you can only sample a little taste at a time. What a salty good taste it is.
This is a personal blog about "Life" from the viewpoint of a fisherman who lives in the Marina Del Rey area of Los Angeles, California.
Marlin fishing is hours of boredom punctuated with moments of sheer panic!
So we may as well have a hell of a lot of fun out there in the wilderness of the wild blue ocean.
| We got a Marlin this last weekend. Here is a sample... ol'time original 16mm color films, provided by the IGFA. Without question this is one of fishing's most historical moments. Baseball great, Ted Williams introduces us to the Cabo Blanco Fishing Club, before heading off the beach, making bait and doing battle with a marlin... circa, 1954 | |
Thomas and I did a little fishing trip on the ocean on Thursday evening. With the club and there was a bunch of us. Nearly 40 of us on the Marina Del Rey sportboat the New Del Mar. Had a good evening catching sand bass and calico bass. Nice. It was also Thomas' last day of school. He brought a school friend along. The friend, Chris, did very well landing 4 fish. Better than Thomas and I combined.
No longer a 3rd grader. T Man is going into 4th grade.
Ryan will be a 8th grader next year. He bailed out of the fishing trip and I had worked to position the trip for him and a friend of his, Adam. Adam was all set to go. Ryan and Adam are going to be paired in the FJ’s for sailing this season. Just a few days away. So the excuse for Ryan to make trouble to be excused from going fishing was that he went to the skate place down in Venice where there was an entertainment event going on. He and Adam had a good time I think.
And the Fishing trip did not include a grumpy teen. So I was able to have fun with Thomas and Chris. Better for all involved. Mom had the house to herself and she liked that too.
Not bad for a Thursday. Better than many Friday nights.
BTW – Ryan had taken a fall recently and his hip is hurting him. He did not even skate on National skate day. (Wds) But he did elect to not go to school. Ha Ha Ha. Like that?
A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appreared. He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appreared as if it had gotten as far as it could, and it could go no further.
So to help the butterfly, he took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings. The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time.
Neither happened. In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings.
It never was able to fly.
What the man, in his kindness and haste, did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were God's way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon. Sometime struggles are exactly what we need in our lives. If God allowed us to go through our lives without any obstacles, it would cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have been. We could never fly! Remember... what we struggle with makes us strong!