By the second day, we were well clear of the coast and the
fishermen, and all the other boats we’d left with were nowhere to be seen. We were trying to get in our groove, and the
wind was fairly steady out of the north so we settled in. It takes a couple
days before your body gets adjusted to the constant motion and no one on our
boat had any appetite, just trying to get though the first days and into a
routine.
We were all really excited to grill it, so we cleaned it and
soaked the fillets in sea water for a bit before we threw it on the grill. All
it needed was a bit of lemon salt, and several minutes on a hot grill, and it
was done. It really perked everyone’s spirits and it was delicious! We all ate
every scrap of the fish and couldn’t wait for the next one.
The next fish came the next day, and the day after, and we
ended up catching 3 on the whole trip.
I’d let the reel out when I woke up at 7 in the morning and by 10, we’d
caught another tuna, and we’d grill it up for a late lunch. It was a fun few
days, living on the bounty of the sea and we thought this was a pretty cool way to live!
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