I am sunburnt, my shoulders ache, I smell and I am knackered. And no, this is NOT the result of a day of outdoor samba drumming/shaker shaking. Over here, it is because I 'ave been fishin' on a boat all day. What surprised me most is how much I enjoyed myself. It helps that I, the novice, caught the most fish of all 3 of us: 9 of the 18 keepers-for-eating were mine, plus loads of return-to-seas, including 10-15 snappers, 2 king fish, 2 trevally and, my favourite, a metre-long hammerhead shark.
The 2 lads reckon it's something to do with female hormones rubbing off on the bait and/or my gentle (?!) feminine vibe being transmitted down the line.
Whatever, I am feeling very smug, sorry, satisfied, and consider myself a fishing genius for the timebeing. So there.
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