deep sea fishing
The 17 of us embarked on Captain Long's vessel - the New Billy Boy, out of Little River, in North Myrtle Beach, SC.
We were 30 miles out in the Atlantic.
And then we fished.
Well, actually, I tried to fish but the unending dry heaves impeded my efforts at enjoyment.
So I think I was made to pay the price for not making it to worship services on this sabbath day.
No one's perfect.
Zero sleep the night before. A ton of driving. Huge storm while on the freeway. Chunk of change out of pocket. Fishing hook in the arm. One of the only ones not to catch a baby shark. And it was still a cool trip, overall.
2 comments:
Lucky! And - you can't go wrong with captain long.
im in the back
green shirt, glasses
"sabbath breaker!"
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