Catching little fish off the pier was fun, but after catching stupid catfish after catfish things got a little old. I forget when exactly, but we (myself and the guy who ate the catfish, Matt Yan), decided to book an offshore fishing trip out of Port Aransas one weekend. The cost was eighty dollars for eight hours. I had only been deep sea fishing once long time ago when I was twelve or so. This one was out of Dana Point, California and I only caught two fish that time, one was a Blue Mackerel and the other was a Barracuda. So, based on previous experience, I wasn't expecting much this time.
The boat left pretty early and sputtered out to sea for about an hour before anchoring. The Captain yelled to drop our lines and for the next several minutes everyone just stood there waiting. Then the rod almost flew out of my hands. After several minutes of reeling I began to see something light gray swimming around in the water. It turned out to be an Atlantic Sharpnose shark...full of babies. Disgusting.
Gutting this was awful. Shark blood smells horrible for anyone who doesn't know. But to even make it bleed, you have to saw your way through its incredibly thick, sandpaper skin. So after accomplishing this, we decided to see what was in its stomach. There were a bunch of crabs, some shrimp, and a hook. What an unhealthy eater. Then we stumbled upon a sack that turned out to be this:
The boat left pretty early and sputtered out to sea for about an hour before anchoring. The Captain yelled to drop our lines and for the next several minutes everyone just stood there waiting. Then the rod almost flew out of my hands. After several minutes of reeling I began to see something light gray swimming around in the water. It turned out to be an Atlantic Sharpnose shark...full of babies. Disgusting.
Gutting this was awful. Shark blood smells horrible for anyone who doesn't know. But to even make it bleed, you have to saw your way through its incredibly thick, sandpaper skin. So after accomplishing this, we decided to see what was in its stomach. There were a bunch of crabs, some shrimp, and a hook. What an unhealthy eater. Then we stumbled upon a sack that turned out to be this:
We were allowed one shark each and after realizing what a pain gutting the first one was, we threw the second one in the boat canal by Matt's house for some lucky person to find the next morning. Anyway, back to the fishing trip. The next crazy fish is called a Kingfish. I didn't catch one, but Matt did. It has so many sharp teeth it will make you cry.
Next fish caught is known as a Bonito. I didn't see anyone catch one of these except Matt. The Captain then proceeded to say "Hmph, Bonito" and took it away, never to be seen again.
Next fish caught is known as a Bonito. I didn't see anyone catch one of these except Matt. The Captain then proceeded to say "Hmph, Bonito" and took it away, never to be seen again.
The last type of fish we caught was Red Snapper.
Yum. Oh yeah, those guy's shorts were completely clean before we left the dock. Eight hours later we pulled back into port and unloaded all the fish we caught.
The reddish ones are all snapper. The gray ones are all shark. The dark silver/black ones are Kingfish.
The reddish ones are all snapper. The gray ones are all shark. The dark silver/black ones are Kingfish.
After gutting all the fish and cutting them into small pieces, we decided to make a few different things. Some of the snapper we ate raw, which tasted exactly like the sushi. The snapper also turned into fish tacos. We fried some of the Kingfish in a deep fryer and made fish nuggets. The shark became Shark-kabobs grilled with Bell Peppers, Mushrooms, etc and was definitely the best tasting of the three. Too bad we threw the other one away. The end.
fishies!!!!
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