Fall 2003- We've returned from our vacation happy to be home & ready to do some fishing.  However, Abaco has had a spell of wind & rain churning the waters. So we went fishing anyways, mostly spearfishing crawfish.  Isabella didn't help either, even though she was 200 miles east of Abaco. The swell changed some the of the bottom & quite a bit of the shoreline. 

November 9, 2003- Richard is an excellent freediver from doing it his entire life.  He & Greg were spearfishing & he was attacked by a Cabera Snapper. He shot the ferocious fish at a depth of 30 feet when the tasty fish ran into a hole. Richard went in after it as the snapper was simultaneously rushing out. He grabbed it & held it tight against his chest, but apparently the fish was hungry for delectable french food. He swam to the surface holding his breath without screaming through his snorkel.  The frenchman won in the end, his gashed chest & the following hydrogen peroxide by eating this prized fish for dinner.  

November 17th- Finally a day the Michael John can pass the Little Harbour Bar (not the pub) without breakers rolling straight across.  We troll for an hour or so south to Ocean Point when an 80-100 lb wahoo strikes. He's not on the wire line for very long & we head in moaning & strengthening winds.

November 23- This afternoon, Greg & Pete take a few friends out trolling, Dave, Dr.Jerry & his son Connor. 10-15 knot winds, 4-6ft chop, but Greg hasn't slept right since that last wahoo got away. After stewing for almost a week, Greg spotted the wahoo coming to slam his bait. This one makes to the grill at the pub by lunchtime. There were also a few dolphin for mahi mahi in the boat.

November 24- Another beautiful day, even better than yesterday. Dr.Jerry, Connor, Greg & I head out the channel at around 7:30am. We head north along the edge off of Lynard's & then back south passed Little Harbour & bam! Our first wahoo of the day, which weighs in at 58lbs. Dr. Jerry, an avid fisherman from the pacific depths to Kentucky streams, reels this beauty in like a champ.  Then things settle down for a bit until we pick up a great weed line down around Ocean Point and a ManOWar bird. These bring us another wahoo, weighing 40lbs. The rest of the morning we follow the weed line from Ocean Point up to Little Harbour & back a few times. Each time the the mostly offshore line hits the edge we get a few more fish in the boat. Consisting of 5 dolphins, smaller sizes around 15lbs each & one more wahoo around 30lbs. Connor brought in a few of the dolphin the 30lb wahoo, and a good time was had by all.

November  25th- So Greg isn't changing this fishing outfit, since for the past 3 days he's come in with great wahoo steaks. This morning, Greg, Pete & I headed out around 6:30 am on the calmest day we've had in a month and on a very high tide.  The weed line from the previous day was long gone, without a trace so we trolled on & off the edge, mostly just out of Little Harbour.  Soon enough, the reel started screaming & Pete started pumping the rod. A steady, continuous reeling job landed this 42lb wahoo. Greg did have another strike later, with what must have been another giant. He was just trying to hang on to the rod, while line was being stripped. The wahoo is notorious for violently shaking its head & charging towards the boat, with very soft lips, making it pretty hard for the angler to keep it hooked. 

December 24th- We went fishing & caught two tunas. One was 1 lb the other was 3/4lbs.  The pub had sushi appetizers for Santa.