I skipped the hot shower and jumped into the Hopetown Marina pool (they don’t care we aren’t staying here).

It’s not heated but if you’re only in there a minute you can take it.  

While I was drying in the sun a fishing boat came up with the day’s catch.  They had been trolling, 300 foot depths, on the ocean side, and boy were they biting.

Whoa…they brought in 8 or 9 wahoos and a huge mahi.  Nice.

We watched him deftly clean and filet their catch.   Slice each side, de-gut (is that a word?) it, throw the innards over the side to the feeding frenzy of dark snappers.

Ed is chatting up the fishermen, hoping for a handout.  We shall see.

Yes!! Success.