Seagrove Beach – Day Four

Check one thing off my list. We went deep sea fishing for six hours. Suffice it to say, I will never do that again.
 
Such a neat looking motel next to the dock of the Swoon boat we were about to board.

This was on a trash can. I haven’t seen “Finding Nemo” in ages.

The real fisher-people scope out the boat.

Off we go! Hope the Bonine works wonders for us all. Charlie and I have a history of motion sickness.

So this is how the boys started out on our six-hour journey.

We got up and moved around a bit and were feeling a bit better.

Then, not so much.

This is what Ryan looked like for at least five-sixths of the trip.

This is what I looked like five-sixths of the trip.

We got to see many dolphins.

Ryan and I were really, really, I mean really not feeling well. We have no future as fisher-people.

Charlie is hanging in there and making the most of it and even enjoying himself if you don’t look at him too much.

Ryan perked up for about ten minutes, dropped his line, caught a fish and went back to sleep. The deck mates were very helpful and friendly. This guy kept calling me maam and was making me feel old.

Charlie is trying to look unphased by the sea.

About ten minutes after we’d stop, the dolphins would make their way around the boat so we had to move on to another area.

Uncle Ron caught a lot of snapper.

Charlie is da man!

Charlie and I are feeling a tad bit green around the gills.

Sweet Ryan slept and slept and slept.

“Reely”?

Oh, “reely”?

Ryan is still sleeping.

Helllllo back there!

Hellllo up there.

We are back! Hallelujah!

That, I did. It was a miracle that we finally made it on land.

My poor little man still looks green after stepping off the boat and on land.

We ate well that night!


 
Now he’s feeling better!



Ah, brotherly love.







These are not cigarette butts….they’re weird shell/seaweed type things.



Look at those happy ladies!

“Maybe this crab claw will help me pull my tooth out,” says Ryan.



Day five is on its way!
Sarah:)