40 miles out

Got the above sticker at a wine fest a few years back. Didn't think to pull it out 'til now. Saturday had me venturing out with cousin, sorta-cousin, and dad for an adventure 40 miles out. Cousin has a tuna boat, and invited me along for a celebratory trip in honor of pop's birthday.

Pardon the lame Go Pro footage; the sea was rough. Really rough. 10 foot swells coming from all directions. My first time with sea sickness, and I've worked on the ocean in many capacities. Brutal...like hangover spins coupled with an anxiety attack.  All made worse by the bad new country music played at high volume on cousin's speakers. Some song about John Wayne, Johnny Cash, and John Deere sent me to the rails.

Tuna fishing requires each person to be set up for jigging, swimbaits, and trolling.  Hence, many a rod atop this peacock boat.

But, then there's the reward. Enough fish for a year. And the growler station had a rare tap of Boneyard's imperial CDA. The taste...amazing. The fishing...like tying a line to an out of control semi truck. And check out that pint glass.  It was given out at OR a few years back.  Petzl teamed up with Osprey packs and hosted a beer event.  Good times.