No Time to Sleep

Blacks Beach, March 2007

Oh man, this post has been a long time coming.

We all know that the predators come out at night. William, John and I set out to the beach to see what leviathans lurk in the night. Armed with our Home-Depot Special PVC rod holders and 2 bucks worth of marginally fresh squid, we trekked the km down to a twilight high tide.

Our first visitor was a pregnant perch. Williams somewhat blurry face is filled with delight. Perch are live bearers, meaning that little baby fish squirt out if your not gentle.



Our second fish was a bit of a surprise, a Spot Fin Croaker. These fish normally snuff through the sand looking for crustaceans.




Right before we had to leave, guess who decides to play? A baby guitar fish. An odd looking fella with a shovel-shaped head sand a elongated tail like the neck of a guitar.






There's a lot happening in the surf in the moonlight.

Fishing Frenzy

March 2007, Point Loma Fishing

I'd say that the lab fishing trip turned out to be a success. Let's check out the tally:

- 8 adventure seeking scientists
- 8 dramamine
- 1 Jon Driscoll green around the gills
- countless lives of small baitfish
- 1 croaker
- 1 scorpion fish
- 4-5 short barracudas
- 3 mackerel
- 1 jack-pot winning sand bass (nice one Dave)
- 1 round of beer that Dave has promised to buy with winnings, but has yet to be seen
- all girls outfishing guys
- 8 dead tired scientists

The Taste Test.
- panko bread crumb-crusted scorpion fish. Two thumbs up. Who knew that such a poisonous looking fish would be so delicious. Nature, you can't fool us.
- grilled mackerel. Mehhh. . . too bony too fishy. How do the sushi chefs do it?
- poached sea bass with ginger and scallions. The best tasting of all the fish we caught. The bass tasted like tilapia but with way less dirt flavour and more texture.