but we don’t care, with a cooler full of wahoo, as the hoist says! On returning to Hagåtña, the incredibly relaxed captain prepared the best sashimi you could ever eat south of the tropic line:
Sent down with some local Guam beer and amazingly, Kikkoman shoyu and genuine wasabi, it was not bad! There were no stingrays or teenaged girls in miniscule bikinis this time.
I could get used to this kind of fishing, in a private sea (not a single other sport fishing vessel, or indeed any ship of any kind, in sight) and Chamorro hospitality!
Many thanks again to Captain Ray, Louis and Jamie, of the Island Girl, sailing from Hagåtña Boat Basin. I can’t wait to go back again!
It has been about 20 years since I last went pistol shooting, somewhere in Florida: shot the Glock 17, which had recently come out to take the world by storm, and the Beretta 92 that had just been adopted by the US Army to replace the 1911. I think I had a go on a .38 Special revolver as well. The M92 was the least impressive, malfunctioning after two shots (FTE) despite the range officer singing its praise. Well, Guam being America I had another go: CZ75 (a thing of beauty), M1911A1, Walther PPQ and a 7-shot S & W .357 Magnum revolver (I think it was a Model 686, with a 6″ barrel). I am not a total drooling gun nut, but in my opinion shooting the .357 Magnum revolver was about as much fun as you can have with your clothes on. And when the target came back, it looks like I still have the knack!
Very gratefully received a gift of homemade pancetta tesa from a regular reader of my blog, which was quite excellent. It was certainly put to good use. Thank you very much Mr. S!
12 year-old steeped plum wine – comes with a bit of a kick (40% abv shochu)! I think I must have forgotten about this jar since I am amazed it lasted this long without being drunk…
Summer is upon us!