Reel big cudda

 Sarah and Aaron had both landed multiple baracuddas before I brought a monster to the boat.  More than a meter long and barely containted in the bait box, mild chaos followed as former Lab Manager Sean failed to gaff, but sucessfully unhooked it in the trough in front of the engine. 

Sarah with her first.  Ever

Sean dehooking

What catching nothing for more than two hours looks like



My turn

Sean: Can someone drive this thing?

Me: Uh, yeah, no porblem

Sean (guestering away from shore): Just point it that way

Off that dock is money

We had an official measure and weigh off.  Mine was 106 cm and 13 pounds.  Sarah's was 102 cm and 13 pounds.  Hopefully these cuddas will net us future hammerheads. 

Hammerheads!

I was so excited to get into the water with the hammerheads that I forgot to zip up my wetsuit. A nearby staff member leaned over the side of the boat and grabbed my drawsting as a floated on my stomach.

Hammerhead outfit in place, I finned over to the lines and secured a prime spot.



The bait was set.



Over the course of the two hours we were in the water, at least five different individuals come in with four together at one time.