Fishing expedition

I guess the cod population is fairing well this year, because the recreational food fishery, a two week leisure fishing period,  returned this fall after already having one over the summer. This year's fall food fishery were held during the last two weeks of September. Here are some photos taken on the last day of the recreational fishing period.

Green Bay.

For someone like me who rarely travels by water, it was not initially evident to me that a two week fishing period is in fact a very short window of time, since all expeditions depended largely on the wind conditions of the day. It is no fun being out on water during high winds, nor in the rain. Out of the two weeks, there were maybe four occasions where the weather was deemed agreeable to go out on boat for the recreationist, which might I point out may not have necessary landed on a week-end day, or on a period after the work day. We were lucky that we had lovely weather on the day we chose to out go, which incidentally was also the last day of the food fishery. The day turned out to be a full day of adventures.

I saw a huge jelly fish as we were unloading the boat into the water.

The fish head adds just the right touch to the snap shot.

We got lost for awhile when the GPS stopped tracking us,
and eventually ended up on Little Bay Island.

After being out all morning, we had needed to use the washroom, so we had decided to dock and see what options were available to us. Not too far away from the marina, we came across a cute old fashion Bed and Breakfast: Aunt Edna's boarding house. The decor of that place helped take you back in time. 

The wind organ with its 40ish keys, two pedals,
and knobs for various instruments, was a common parlour item.

Fisherman at work: gutting, skinning, and making filet.

As you can tell from my outfit, I am quite the fisher-lady. 

Here is a photo of my only catch of the day. It must have been beginner's luck, because within 10 minutes of dropping  my hook, I had caught a cod. I kind of felt bad for this fish, because it was so small, maybe 1lb, that it deserved a longer life span. Unfortunately my hook had caught it in it's belly, and it was as good as dead. I learned from Jerry that only about one in a million of the eggs actually survive to maturity. (The amount of eggs laid is proportional to the size/weight of the fish, where the average fish can lay around one million eggs.) Many of the fish get caught, or consumed within the food chain before having the chance to reach maturity.

After 8hs of being out on water, we returned home with five fishes; not quite the personal limit of 5 fishes per person/ 15 fishes per boat exceeding 3 people. Regardless, we had a great day out enjoying the last bit of sunny mild weather and we did not come home empty handed.