Showing posts with label fishing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fishing. Show all posts

Friday, October 03, 2008

We're gaining weight like it's our jobs.

Jim's sleeping, and I'm bored (Hawaii-time is five hours earlier than central.) We rushed back from dinner, where Jim ate a one-pound burrito. Now he's snoring, and I have nothing to do but update my blog. Our little TV only gets one station on a good day... and I'm tired of watching the highlights of the debate online.

Anyway, we had a very interesting day. It didn't start out well. Jim accidentally deleted all of the videos we made during our trip... he was a little perturbed because he said he lost all of the videos we were going to show our kids. How sweet...but oh well.

Then, in a bold and scary move, we decided to go our separate ways...

At least, across Maui.

Jim wanted to go to the beach to body surf... I wanted to get out of the sun to go shopping. Hello, anyone ever heard of The Shops at Wailea? Tiffany...St John...BCBG... I like to call it heaven, though I didn't buy anything (translation: couldn't afford anything.) Even though I really liked a diamond ring that was half off (only $1800!) Jim about soiled his pants when I told him I bought it. Kidding, honey~
Anyway, we keep eating our way through Hawaii. And it shows. I'm too tired to re-blog about it, so you can read about my thigh misfortune on the buff brides blog.

Tomorrow I'm going to go deep sea fishing for the first time. This company was recommended by a local guy... we go bottom fishing for smaller fish (like grouper) and we troll for big game fish (like mahi mahi, tuna, and marlin.) Cross your fingers for me. I hope I catch a big one... because truth be told--if I catch a big one and can stuff it, it's coming home for the wall. I'd trade that for a diamond ring any day. My dad would be so proud.

On the road to Hana: we even bought a self-guided CD. Highly recommended.

Eating sweet, sweet corn on the road to Hana. Also highly recommended. Try with lime.

Swapping secrets with the locals.

Food coma. Who cares about some stinking road to some place.

Thursday, August 10, 2006

I'm hooked!

(picture from ESPN.com)

I want to do a story on noodling. If you noodle or know someone who does, please let me know. I think it is so interesting...

definition: the practice and sport of fishing for catfish using only one's bare hands. Also known as grabbling, graveling, hogging, or tickling, or handfishing.

Only five states in the United States have laws explicitly permitting handfishing: Louisiana, Mississippi, Oklahoma, Tennessee; and since 2005, Georgia. *Missouri* has an experimental noodling season in 2005 on sections of three rivers, from June 1 through July 15.