Beat

Can....not....stay....awake.

Friday at some crazy hour of the morning (around 9 or 9:15 AM) I got a call. Of course I was not awake. I was up till at least 5 AM. Maybe 6 AM. Who knows.

Anyway I get a call. One of my friends was out on his boat fishing. Problem was his boat was not making any power. The engine would only hit 3000 RPM (should spin up to at least 5000 RPM) and was just not producing power to get the boat on plane.

I hate it when that shit happens. And it does happen. Last time his boat was in the water it ran great. That was last week. This week - no go.

So after going over what it could be (clogged fuel filters, bad fuel, fouled spark plugs, dead cylinder(s), or something else totally unrelated to any/all of the above) he says "can you meet us at the dock to go fishing?".

So I get to thinking. Can I? Well lets see. My boat has a full tank of gas. I had just used it last Sunday and it ran great. I have never gone into blue water with it and I wanted to know how it could handle the ocean rollers. So yea, I guess I can head out.

So I get up, throw the equipment in the boat, and head to the ramp. I get there just as my buddy is limping back to port.

All the fishing crap was tossed from boat A to boat B, then I loaded everyone up (4 in total including me) and we took off to the deep blue sea to troll for dolphin. Not flipper, but the dolphin fish. I am far too tired to find a photo. Google search "dolphin fish", "mahi-mahi" or whatever yourself.

Long story short - no fish. Not even any shorts. No fish at all. I was in 700 feet of water, on the edge of the Gulf Stream, and nothing.

So I headed back in. Got back to the ramp and got home at about 5 PM. Washed the boat down, flushed the engine, backed the boat under the carport thing, and showered - and then bailed out to go to my weekly training thing at the Yacht Club to which I am not a member.

After the training the group goes to the bar for beer and food. Mostly beer. I hang out till the bar closes. We tip the bartender well so everyone just pretends that somebody in the group is a member of the club. Someone is, but that someone was not there tonight. Oh well.

Then after the bar closes we chill out and eat shit for another hour or so. Then I come home. Nuke some food, watch a bit of TV, and then.........

It is now 3:17 AM. I am beat.

Pictures of the Fowrey Rocks lighthouse and a Moon Over Miami tomorrow. Or maybe later today. Check back.

Also some exciting news about Stiltsville.