We moved down to Puerto Calero, a nice marina, as we were out of water and internet…
Had a nice time there, saw a yellow submarine full of tourists! Lots of boats getting ready to cross the Atlantic. Then left for Papagayo and dropped the anchor for a few hours. "No Rehearsal" was heading over to Gran Canaria that night and invited Sabine to cross with them…. she didn't pause to think. A nice flash catamaran! So we transferred her to 'No Rehearsal' and set off together. A few hours into the crossing they put up a nice big sail and quickly left us for dead.. they arrived just after daybreak. We, on the other had arrived just before sunset…
However, we did have our rewards! Dolphins stayed on the bow for a few hours, and pilot whale swam by. Then there was the fish…
Anne was on watch, and sometime between midnight and 2AM
I had tarted up one of the lures Steve gave me for crash lines... flattish lead with faded corroded eyes, and a very tattered silverish skirt.... I gave her a clean, a new green skirt, sharpened the hooks. 25m behind on the flash new crash line.... Anne did notice the course was going wrong, but rather than pull the fish in, she adjusted auto pilot to compensate! We ate half of him with 'No Rehearsal' and 'Gone Troppo', and rarely has fish tasted better.
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