7/9/98 7:25:38 AM
Look! Number two! A LITTLE fish! ("only" 18 inches)
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7/9/98 7:26:50 AM
Yours truly.
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7/9/98 7:28:14 AM
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7/9/98 7:30:12 AM
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7/9/98 7:43:14 AM
Sun behind us, clouds ahead of us. There were a lot of mornings like that.
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7/9/98 7:48:02 AM
Our trusty headsails keep pulling.
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7/9/98 7:52:56 AM
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7/9/98 8:05:26 AM
Rainbow with white knuckles.
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7/9/98 8:11:48 AM
Woo! Rocking and rolling. This is actually a "normal" picture. I had to wait for all the level ones!
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7/9/98 12:26:12 PM
Dudley in racing mode.
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7/9/98 12:26:28 PM
The Skipper in Tropical mode.
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7/9/98 12:27:22 PM
Rui in vacation mode.
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7/9/98 12:27:44 PM
Steve in "how many yards to Hawaii" mode.
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7/9/98 12:28:00 PM
Don in in sawmill mode.
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7/9/98 12:28:40 PM
Sam and Tropical Shellie.
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7/9/98 5:51:40 PM
Tropical Sam cleans his Tropical Mouth.
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7/9/98 6:27:22 PM
The commodore struggles to keep his spirits up.
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7/9/98 6:31:28 PM
There's something chasing the boat! Oh, Great White Fisherman! Hey! Steve! Come get this thing! It looks mean!
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7/9/98 6:35:52 PM
Wow! It looks hungry! Leaving a pretty good wake, too.
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7/9/98 6:46:12 PM
Lift it up, Steve! (It was kind of heavy. Good thing we didn't lose the boat kook along with the gaff hook.)
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7/9/98 6:50:40 PM
Woo hoo! (Actually, "wahoo") Fish number three measures 54 inches!
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7/9/98 6:51:08 PM
Let's tie this rope around your lip so you don't fall overboard and hurt yourself. Hey! No biting! Looking forward to seeing you at dinner.
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7/9/98 7:09:38 PM
Hi, Shellie! Is that dinner? It doesn't look like wahoo. Where's the fish? What IS that? (Both this and the grilled wahoo were delicious.)
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