Patience is a virtue, and my man gots what it takes, Yo! I've been on several fishing trip with B-rad, and we've had some exciting close calls, but no big ulua fish while I was there. On Saturday night, Bradley headed out with his fishing buddy to black sands point (a hairy hike, out to the lava rock point, but good fun) for an overnight fishing trip.
At about 10:30pm, nestled in watching a Law and Order marathon, I get a call - he's caught a big one! He wrestled with it for about 15 minutes reeling it in, and then it got caught on the rocks so they had to gaff it. Unfortunately gaffing it means that you seriously injur it, and the chances of keeping it alive until morning when you hike it out are slim. So my illustrious job as the girlfriend of the fisherman - go borrow a car so I can go pick up the ginormous cooler, fill it with ice, and drive it out to the gate by the black sands entrance. All this so that JUST in case the fish dies before morning, that he can hike it out in the middle of the night and put it immediately on ice.
It's a good thing he love me like he do....cuz i did just that, and per Murphy's Law, the fish DID die about 2 hours later. So at 1am, Bradley had to hike that 33lb sucker out and put it on ice. It was totally worth it.......we're gonna be eating this delicate morsel for the next month I think:
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