We stared down at the pile of giant fish laying on the beach. The fishermen and just jumped out of their small fishing boat, into the waist high water and strode ashore each holding a fish that when held aloft stretched from my upper thigh down to my foot.
Wow!
Eddie was very interested in all this, and in fact, spent a great deal of time staring intently down at the pile, as if to mesmerize what each huge scaly body looked like. Maybe to be able to tell this tale at a later date when he gets home, he needs to be able to visualize every detail. :-)
The other day we had witnessed one fisherman bring out 2 such monstrosities. We then got to enjoy the matter of fact job of gutting and cutting apart the fish as well as watch them hand out to their friends good sized chunks of raw fishy juiciness...which they gobbled down right there.
Yum.
When I pressed them for some sort of fish name, they seemed to say over and over Yellow Jack.
:)
*Shoulder Shrug* At least that is what it sounded like. ;-)
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