An avid fisherman I am not. I had my first taste of deep sea fishing this past Thursday, and I am
obsessed hooked! For our interns day out we went out on the big blue, never could I have imagined what fishing would be like. The only time I had tried before was in a man made lake which was most likely filled with fish from the local Pet Smart (I am not very out doorsy in my home in Northern Virginia), this did not compare.
There is a method to deep sea fishing and lucky for us our boss Ross was there to teach us all of the in’s and out’s.
Step 1: Wake up at the crack of dawn.
Literally. I rolled out of bed at 5:30am and was in the car by 6:15. Coffee in hand and bathing suit on I was eager to get to the dock but Ross instructed us that we had a few stops to make on the way. The marketing intern Dylan, a Junior at UVA, was sitting in the front seat while Kristin slept in the back and I sipped on my first dose of daily caffeine. Clearly none of us were prepared for what was to come next.
Step 2: Fuel up.
Pulling in to the ghost town parking lot of Harris Teeter, Ross explained there were certain snacks that you needed if you were going to boat all day. Cheetos, Starbursts, and absolutely NO bananas (for reasons I do not know). It was like we were on an episode of Guy’s Grocery Games running around the supermarket like mad men because we were afraid we would miss our boat launch. Never had I seen so many snacks in a cart at once but I just rolled with the punches. Next stop was breakfast. We went to the legendary Biscuits and Porn in Kitty Hawk where I had the second biscuit of my life, and man was it delicious. Finally we were fueled and ready to arrive at the docks, but not before Kristin and I popped some Dramamine.
Step 3: Meet the captain.
Big Wave Dave was the driver of our boat, a guy who clearly knew what he was doing. We left the docks to head to Wanchese, another town in the Outer Banks, to pick up the last intern Lilly. We launched from there a final time and were officially off. Speeding through the causeway with plenty of turbulence. Dave explained the type of fish we were attempting to catch while I zoned out and admired the ocean.
Step 4: Mess around while the captain fishes for you.
I don’t think Big Wave Dave was expecting to do as much work as he had to. We ate all day, joked around, swam in the ocean, and whale watched. All while Dave was casting lines and driving the boat. We stopped the boat around 12:00 and officially started to fish. Kristin, Lilly, and Dylan all caught fish before I decided to step up to the plate. I saw the line tugging and I knew there was no getting out of it now.
I strapped on the fishing belt (couldn’t tell you what it does but made me feel like I could catch a shark if I wanted to), stood my ground, and started reeling like my life depended on it. I cracked jokes the whole time pretending like fishing was easy when really I was working up a sweat and was afraid that the fish would never make its way out of the 300 foot deep ocean floor. Finally after what felt like hours a fish appeared close to the surface of the water and I tugged the little sucker out. Grinning from ear to ear I watched the fish flap around, that was when I realized I had no idea what to do with this wild animal so once again I handed the reigns over to Captain Big Wave Dave. Thank goodness he was there because after all the reeling I was useless.
Step 5: Eat, again.
Apparently that is the theme to fishing. Eating. You eat a big breakfast so you can carb-up, snack all day because why not, eat a decent lunch, and then snack again because you just fished (aka reeled for 2 minutes then looked at Dave with big “help me” eyes).
Step 6: Cruise in, clean the fish, and smile for pictures
Alas our fishing trip came to an end. We sped in to the marina and unloaded the boat while Dave cleaned the fish (once again we kept making this guy do the dirty work). We all realized that none of us had taken pictures so we posed with our fish lying in front of us with sun kissed skin and goofy smiles plastered on our faces. It definitely was a day to write down in the books.
With a new adventure under my belt I can officially say I have Lived like a Local and Traveled like a Tourist this summer. No worries guys I have ten more days to live it up in the Outer Banks which means one more excursion, you better believe it will be a good one!
Disclaimer: If you are going to go deep sea fishing, hire Big Wave Dave. He didn’t get frustrated once even when I asked him if we would be catching tilapia (answer no; it is a fresh water fish, city girl’s mistake) or if I reeled towards or away from myself. That guy has some serious patience.