Renee caught another fish!
When I started my watch at 06:00, Renee asked if she could put out a fishing line. I told her okay, as long as she would deal with the fish if we caught one. A couple of hours later, I saw the line pull taught so I checked it out and could feel that there was a good sized fish on the end.
We hauled it in (we're using hand line set ups with "yo-yo" reels) and we had a nice 10-12 lb tuna on board. Renee anesthetized it by pouring vodka down its gullet and gills ("Oso Negro" brand, in case you are wondering), I dispatched it with our "security" bat, then I bled it, gutted it, gilled it, filleted it and skinned it. Renee packaged up the filets and did clean up, a pretty even split of tasks. Somehow in the excitement, I forgot the "as long as you deal with the fish" arrangement from earlier on.
We're sailing nicely on the Code 0, another 24 hours and 113 miles to go. I downloaded the latest weather model files and it looks like we'll have comfortable winds in the 10-15 knot range until tomorrow morning, when the wind is forecast to peter out as we draw near to the coast. If that holds true, this will be our highest sailing:motoring passage of the trip so far. Good for global warming, our ears and my wallet. Diesel is costing $4 to $5 per gallon here.
Renee comes back on watch at 10:00 after little sleep because of her blood lust for killing fish. I'm going to take a nap and then enjoy sashimi for lunch and make some ceviche for dinner.
Yawn.
