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…even though it is a fish story.

We blew it when we left Ensenada.  We cooked rice and added sugar and rice vinegar to make it all sticky, and we bought some nori in San Diego, but we left in a rush and didn’t get the Spam fried and the musubi made.  So no road food.

So we put out a lure and caught a tuna.  Skipjack, maybe.  Whatever kind of tuna that takes the lure right after you give up and find something else to do.  Very, very easy to filet, by the way.  Very soft bones.

Add a little cream cheese, a little cuke, yada yada…

Fresh sushi in the cockpit.  Almost as fresh sushi the next day, as well.  We also had a very nice raw tuna/spinach salad with raspberry dressing.

Then we got a little greedy and decided we wanted Dorado, which is way, way better than tuna even though it’s better cooked.

But there was a little problem.

This is a shot of our split-screen plotter/depth sounder.  The chart plotter shows we should be at about 450 feet, climbing an incredible sea-mount in the middle of nowhere.  The actual depth is shown on the right.  Clearly the charts aren’t even close.  We looked around for a while but never found any structure.

We found something better.

Twenty miles offshore we found this 2×4 foot piece of plywood float all alone.  An entire ecosystem had formed on the plywood.

The dark cloud on the plywood are small black fish.  There is a huge school of sbf living in the shade of the plywood, probably feeding on the algae growing on its bottom.  Right below the school of sbf are hungry dorado and wahoo.  The dark cloud on top of the plywood are fish trying to stay in the tiny wavelets that wash over the board.  It’s safer on top, you see.

Of course, below the small dorado and wahoo are larger dorado and wahoo, etc.  I’m sure there are sailfish and marlin below them.

So we dragged our lures next to the board for an hour and a half or so.  We caught and boated two wahoo, and hooked and snapped off two four-foot dorado.  We need bigger fishing stuff.  A huge school of dorado would follow whatever we hooked right up to the boat.  They’re incredible underwater, blue and green flashing, but without a polarized filter on the camera the pictures didn’t turn out.

The wahoo is good, like fresh-water perch, but not as good as dorado.  Good tacos, good fish sandwiches.