Went fishing this weekend. Lots of walking but the only time the heart rate got elevated was when I caught that big brown......
I'm quite sore this morning. Glutes, hip flexors, etc. The ocean was snotty and my little boat gets tossed around like a cork.
But the ling..... oh my, the ling. Basically a hyper-aggressive tube of awesome buttery white meat attached to a giant, toothy, mouth. I'm already plotting a proper ocean boat. My little gal can only go out when the seas are relatively calm. Well.... I'll only TAKE her out in those circumstances. Who knows what her limits actually are. When the water is so cold you'll be dead in under an hour of hypothermia (and functionally incapacitated long before then) it tends to keep a guy cautious.
Oh- had a whale breach about 100 yards from the boat! Freaking Oregon, maaaan.
