03/16/09 - Long Day Ends in Dinner

Long Day Ends in Dinner

Roseway crew have been on since 7:45 a.m. The day started with 23 students from John Woodson Junior High School hopping on board for day two of their week-long Roseway program. For two-hours we bobbed around in a less than stellar breeze and some big rollers left over from a weekend of aggressive weather, working on our lessons in oceanography, navigation, and knots. The kids had a great time, as always, and headed back to school for the afternoon.

At 12:30 p.m. a group of young kids from the Women's Coalition came on board for an afternoon sail. Seas picked up a bit and the ride was good, giving all the kids a chance at the helm and a view of their beautiful island from three miles out (something most of these kids have never seen!).

By 4:30 p.m. the crew was off the dock again, this time with about 20 island visitors partaking in our nightly sunset sail. The breeze freshened as we left the harbor and raised sail--we were off. Logging an average of eight knots, with the sun sinking slowly behind the mountains, it was a piece of paradise. And then, dinner arrived!

Brief side note: Roseway crew are rugged and wonderful people, but they are not known for their fishing skills. In fact, we are masters at fishing, but struggle with the catching part. On occasion during an offshore voyage, we'll catch a tuna here and there. But despite all our best efforts at hooking one of the many large fish that inhabit the waters we sail every day, our track record is poor.

Tonight, everything changed. At the helm, the conversation turned to fishing. A gentleman on board was regaling us with tales of his morning fishing trip in which they caught 18 Mahi. This reminded us that perhaps we should not give up on our quest, so we threw a line over just for good measure. Within minutes, the line went taught and our two mates, Zach and Devo, began reeling in a 4 -foot Wahoo.

By 8:00 p.m. back at our mooring for the night, the sails furled and the deck scrubbed, the grill was fired up and Wahoo steaks were lightly seasoned. The full moon was overhead and the wind was whistling through the shrouds. Another long day in paradise closed with fresh caught dinner!