October 30th, 2010
My Dad called me up this morning and asked for a hand on his fish boat. My sister couldn’t devote time until 2 weeks from now and his crew was long gone so he had no one to help him put his net away for the winter. Anthony and I did the hour drive to Steveston, got a lost a few times, and eventually ended up at the dock where my Dad moores his boat. My Dad’s a commercial salmon fisherman, none of that sport bullshit, he’s got a big ass man boat and has been at it for almost 40 years. I used to spend a lot of time with him on the boat in the summer, but haven’t gone out in nearly five years. It was nice to spend a bit of time on the Miss Trimar again, even though a bit of work was included in the visit. I have a lot of great memories and stories from growing up fishing and being out on the water. It’s a really big part of my childhood and had a huge impact on the way I was raised. I love the mountains, but I don’t think I could ever live without the ocean.
While we were putting the net away we met an awesome swan that was super tame and really into white bread. I had never seen one in person before, nevermind have it eat out of my hand so willingly. He wasn’t too down with me petting him, but I got pretty close. He chilled for a long time and ate a ton of bread haha. It was a really cool experience, they are one of the most beautiful animals I’ve ever seen, I wanted to take him home with me. All of the wildlife is a huge perk of fishing, the amount of animals I’ve gotten to see up close and personal because of the boat is kind of crazy. Hell, we weren’t even at sea and we got to hang with a swan, that things like a magnet.
Anyways, it was a pretty fun day and one that was out of the norm for me for this time of year. I thought I would share. Thanks to my Pops for having us, it’s always fun hanging with him and being on the boat. Makes me feel like a kid again, all I was missing was my raingear and gumboots!