No Gaming Just Fishing

So I finally got my visa (permission) from my wife to go fishing with my cousin. She hates it when I go fishing because she know the level of debauchery that occurs on the boat. So here are lots of pics from my trip, hope you enjoy them.

Packed and ready to go. Two things you must always have on a fishing trip, Swing scotch and a case of Corona. Diving gear comes secondary.

Here's the boat, a Team Pursuit 34 footer.

Here is my cousin doing a great job of setting off the boat.

Here's a pic of the marina as were heading off to the Belize Keys.

The Belize Keys are just 50 minutes away. Here is a pic off them from a distance.

Here is a pic of the station were you report yourself and file your papers to obtain the permission to go fishing.

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Here is the "chanel" (helping crew hand) preparing the hooks and bait.

We found prefect spot and started casting with the electric reel at 700 feet. We call these fish "Barra". They are perfect for filets.

Here is a pic off me already drunk. Notice how I never put down my Corona.

The fish just kept coming.

We were making a killing. But then a shark came up and fuck everything up. He got caught on both reels and we hand to find a way to salvage the hooks and lead and most importantly to try and save the shark. After about an hour of struggle we manage to release it without harm.

So we filleted the fish right there and then to make some sashimi for us to enjoy.

This is the final result. The sashimi was out of this world.

So we were tired and decided to get some R&R at the spot we call "the pool".

Many of our friend were already there enjoying the day with their boats.

We joined some boats up and started the grill.

We threw in some ribs and ribeye.

Then it was time to say goodbye to our friends and head off.

I passed out on the way back home. Don't remember anything, thank you Mr. Swing.