So there I was minding my own business when out of the blue came a rouge fishing trip to rival all others, The Tuna Trip of August 08. This may have been the best idea that has ever come out of this amazing brain of mine. Everything on this trip just fell right together, we got the trip we wanted, the boat was fantastic, the best of all best—we got into fish. We got into loads and loads of fish, so many in fact that we beat the record on the boat. We scored 59 of the most fantastic chicken in the sea.
So first fish I landed just happened to be the biggest fish of the whole trip, haha Josh and Zach!! That big beefy, I mean chicken, beast took me nearly a half hour to land. I was so worn out after the fantastic ordeal; my pole arm was cramping, and my legs were shaking, I was ready for a nap.