Happy Thursday, friends! I wasn’t sure which story to choose for today’s #tbt until the main squeeze informed me earlier this morning that he will be going offshore this weekend to do some fishing before the tournaments get started. Well, geeze. Now I’m all jealous and whatnot. Who’s up for a Sunday Funday back on the mainland, where we can booze away being green with envy? Ahh, I digress. I can’t be too upset that I am being left behind, however. Why? Because the last time I was offshore with those guys, I did something. Something that totally makes up for occasionally being left behind. Something magical. I landed my first (and only) blue marlin. Ok, ok. So I definitely had help… I don’t claim to be able to hook, reel, wire, and land the dern thing all on my own. He weighed, like, a lot. And let’s be honest- I could never be that coordinated. Thanks guys :). But oh man was it fun bringing that big boy to the boat.

Alliteration aside, there were several other firsts on the boat that day. Both the captain and the first mate brought their sons aboard, and it was just as fun, if not more so, watching them reel in their fish. Two of them landed sails (one was a first), and the youngest landed his first dolphin. I kid you not, it was bigger than he is. The looks on their faces were priceless- it really made the whole day worth it. It was such a treat getting to fish with such a great group, and I can only hope we get to do it again this summer.