We can see the ocean from our camp site, and the fishing pier is within walking distance.
Last time we were here, I caught our only fish. It was some type of jack, a bloody fish that most people don't eat. But we found a recipe that called for soaking it in milk for several hours to draw out the blood. It was delicious.
Yesterday afternoon, Jim and I made our first fishing excursion to the pier. We were told that the fish were biting on squid, so that was the bait we bought.
Biting they did! Several schools of fish went to bed last night well fed.
For all our fish feeding, however, we caught three fish within about an hour or so. The first one was way too small to keep. It was striped and may have been a sheepshead. The second one, which I caught, may have been a pompano. It was bluish and very pretty. Unfortunately, it, too, was too small to keep. The third one we kept. I don't know what kind it was, but it offered us two delicious bites each! Good thing I had a contingency plan for dinner (shrimp diablo, improvised from the ingredients I had on hand).
We intend to do more fishing this week. I just hope we catch some more. Fresh fish straight out of the ocean can't be beat!
Until later,
Your Reluctant RoVer
Linda
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