hey mom we left manihi to day. the pass was really scary, grandaddy had us put on our life jackets just in case, you know a drill. the second we got out of the pass grandaddy said to put out the lines. we trolled for about 45 min and then something hit i ran and get the rod i almost got spooled. the fish started to come toward us so i got alot of line in. we didn't know what it was but we figured a tuna. then it took all the line out again and it went deep with all the line. then i fought it for about 45 min. then it surfaced it was a Marilin. i had to fight it for a total of 1 hour and 30 minutes. we got it in and we fillet him up and ate him for dinner. he tasted good. grandaddy says it was about 250 lb. it was huge i cant wait for you to see the pics. after that we went into ahe that pass was about the same but right when we got into the island a rainstorm hit it was funny and cold. and we finished the first season of 24. i love you and will see you in a couple of days.
Barnacle Scraper Chronicles 6/3/07
Well, might I say yesterday’s "pucker factor" entering Tairapa Pass into the atoll of Manihi was a level 10.0. The seas were rough that night while in a holding pattern. A sailboat motored right past us and into the atoll, I looked at Jim and he said, s---t, if they can do it, we’ll just follow them right in. Well, we did and ran right into the pass with 5-6 knot current just pouring out of the pass. Looked like a fast moving river with some white water. Jim did a good job at keeping the boat straight. With oyster beds on 50 feet of one side of us and a cargo ship on the other, we muscled in through. Jim and I both knew that if the boat didn’t stay straight, we’d get swept into either side. I kept my mouth shut and read out the depth gauge. We cleared the pass and into paradise. This place is absolutely amazing.
Yesterday, we had a pearl farmer named John Paul stop by out boat, he had a whole bag of black pearls he was selling and hardly spoke any English. I told him I wanted to buy my wife a necklace and he said he had more at his house. I jumped onto his panga and expected to be back within an hour. Well, 5 hours later, I came back, not to my choice either. I met all of John Paul’s friends, saw the 5-6 large marijuana plants that he grows in his backyard, saw his equal number of marijuana plants drying, refused to smoke weed with him, looked through his family album, saw his gun tattoos, got growled at by his dogs, refused again to smoke weed with him, toured his family pearl farm, tried to hold a conversation with him which was next to impossible, and refused to smoke weed with him. It seemed like every time I told him that I needed to leave, his English suddenly got worse. Jim and Martha were close to sending out a search party.
Today was impressive. We packed a lunch and Jim trolled us around the edge of the atoll which is basically one large reef. We saw 1000’s of reef fish, the largest morey eel of my life [he actually left his crevice and swam in open water] sea urchins dozens of different colored angel fish and small reef fish from every color and pattern imaginable. I got a little nervous when I saw the black-tip shark and the large [unknown] 7’ shark swim by right below me. Too bad Martha’s underwater camera took on water after about 3 photos.
We are headed over next door to the sailboat Adelia owned by Kip and Denise out of Santa Barbara, CA. Very nice people. Tomorrow, we haul anchor and leave for the atoll of Ahe about 10 miles from here. This place is just like you see in photos.
Miss you all,