Fish for David

A SALMON FOR DAVE

It is late afternoon and I want to check out a large yacht in the next bay over closer to the airport. It is called Ormidale Hr.  At the head of the bay is a dock with large empty fuel tanks on shore. The MacLeod’s and we have explored this interesting site before. It could have been a seaport for float planes? On one visit to the lagoon nearby there were about 10 to 15 Sandhill Cranes hanging around. Revisiting again I move out into the bay and drift by a Grand Banks Yacht. It is about 46 ft aft cabin and well cared for. There is large old golden retriever and Chevy askes to go over and say hello to the old guy (dog). We come along side and there is a lot of nose sniffing and tail wagging going on.

The boat is called the “GRAND SPIRIT” a good name for her (boat).  It is a Mom, Dad, Daughter, Boyfriend crew. Mom & daughter are pretty. The boyfriend is on the BBQ cooking. I look at the boyfriend and think the gods of good a fortune is beaming a giant smile. Him being here in this beautiful bay on a GRAND yacht with family.  (Just a personal comment.)  They have had the GB for a number years but this the first time beyond Caution. I want tell them all about all the spectacular places to visit, but there’s just not time. They will figure it out, if not this time.  They WILL BE hooked and back again to discover it for themselves.

I must have looked like a skunked fisherman  as we are parting he asked if I would like some Salmon, at first I refuse profusely, then remember the last gift of a salmon. I yell out “HELL, YES!” Flung out the wheel house door right into my lap, I caught a today fresh fish gift nicely wrapped. A FISH FOR DAVE. We speed home to OA and present to Penny (ME a returning hero) a SALMON!