Sunday March 13th 2011

On Sunday we were able to go back to sea so we headed out with some tourists. I elected to do the chumming with Alex. In hindsight, bad idea. We opened the chum bucket to realize that the chum had been sitting in the sun for the past three days. It was RANK. Alex was ill almost immediately; I held on for a while but then got so nauseous that I had to switch to a different job. I hung out on the front of the boat with Jo and the wetsuits. I also managed to spill some of the chum on my pants which reeked. I was still feeling ill but decided to get in the cage because it was my last day to go out. The sharks were pretty good. Quite a few came up right against the cage. I got out after 20 minutes because I was still feeling a bit sick. I was so mad afterwards because as soon as I got out David, who had been next to me in the cage, was able to touch a shark which snagged the bait up against the cage.

We came back to the house and I felt so much better to get out of my chummy clothes. The pants were saturated with stink and I ended up throwing them out. We hung out and watched a movie for most of the afternoon before me, Dave, Alex, Jo, and Mikey grabbed our braai suff and headed over to the Marine Dynamics house to hang out.

Dave was convinced he knew the way to their house so we followed him up some roads and around some roads and back down some roads before we realized he didn’t really know. So we stopped on the side of the road and sent Mikey back to the house to get directions. Eventually we made it there (with some help) Alex and I brought our watermelon. Earlier we cut a hole in it and upended a vodka bottle in the hole. By the time of the braai, the whole bottled had emptied into the watermelon. We cut it up and shared with everyone. It was sooo good you could hardly taste the vodka. We also had some cheese bratwurst and a whole bunch of other meats (it was a potluck kinda deal) some vegetables (which Nick seasoned really good). After eating, we decided we should head out to Ernie’s one last time. It was Ernie’s last night; the lease had run out and the landlord had decided to put up condos in its place. Much to the chagrin of the locals including Gerald and Grant.

Ernie’s wa s soooo much fun. Jo and I practically ran the jukebox and created another dance party. Gerald and his son shocked all of us by breaking out some crazy amazing dance moves!