Don't I wish! But "here" is in front of a computer, with searing desert temperatures outdoors in the high nineties. The nearest cool ocean breeze is several hundred miles away... Oh, I would like to be at the seaside!
Out for Whiting. Leaving for a night of fishing, hoping to be back in port in the morning to offload the catch. This catch is filleted and frozen and shipped to South Africa. The crew told me. ;o)
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