I'm wore out!

Well, at some point it has to catch up with you and there’s inevitably an end to the good harvesting.

Ross was still in town and I guess the soreness and throbbing in my fingers from cleaning so many sea bass had worn off enough to try to get out to 8A for another night trip. But with the adventures of the last week, a toll had been taken on me and my gear: I’d lost my GPS and a digital camera to water damage, my boat electronics were starting to get finicky, and I was getting tired. But regardless, we gave it another shot with a borrowed GPS and a waterproof camera in tow. This time, however, we only made it to the middle of the buoy line when my motor went into SafeMode, and we had to idle back in. It would have been a really long run in the 15kt east wind anyways. I’m glad it happened so close to port too. We gave fishing the port a shot to try to salvage the trip but, as usual, it didn’t produce. Oh well, it was worth a shot and over the last two weeks I’ve been able to have a lot of fun with good friends and spend time on the water which is what it’s all about. And no, I don’t have any more fight left in me; I’m going to crawl into a hole for a while.