It looks like Robber Marlow has perked up a bit today, I didn't have to add so many words to force the whole thing to make sense.
After a good nights rest the weary soldiers awoke to another fantastic day in Key West. It must be pointed out that this is not a holiday as the alarms go off at 6.17am and breakfast still has to be made.
Worn line had been replaced and the team had more tackle than many tackle shops to transport to the waiting boats.
Today Robber Marlow was with Harry the Rat (who must not be called Harry the Scab) and they were going Tarpon Fishing again with Captain Jack.
Keith, Garry and Crispy were going off shore with Captain Damon we haven’t got a picture of Damon but that's another story that Keith and I said we would not mention on the land, as it would seriously embarrass Harry the Rat. (However we can mention it on line and that will be in tomorrows story).
Several readers have enquired about how Crispy got his name. We don't like to talk about these things for fear of embarrassment and possible legal reprisals. All we can say is that one evening in the past when the shipmates were having dinner at the Thai restaurant someone ate the entire Crispy Duck to himself and we had to order another. Now you know.
This seems particularly cruel on poor old Crispy Duck. When Wilkie was on the trip and he ate the whole Blooming Onion we didn't call him Blooming Onion, just greedy b'stard as usual
Harry and Roy had another fantastic day with the Tarpon the final score 17 to the boat out of 26, it was one of those days when they just kept jumping off the hook.
Robbers bad finger meant that Harry was forced to fight several of his fish including a big sting ray that both Roy and Captain Jack had said was a Tarpon that they had clearly seen jump. This didn't go down very well with Harry as it gave his back some more additional pain.
The biggest fish was around 100lbs that towed us the best part of a mile before we released it. (That was Harry who was being towed around) the crew just gave him moral support and had a cold drink.
Meanwhile off shore the B team were stretching lines.
The offshore fishing is all about light line fishing mainly free lining small live bait with 20lb class rods and loads of line on the reels.
None of this trolling around its man against monsters. (Man may not be the right choice of words for the B team) as it includes Crispy who forgot to make Harry his sandwich. We cant write what Harry actually said because young innocent children may read this.

Touching the leader counts as a released fish on these Sailfish. They're very delicate and the skippers often snap off the leader, leaving the barbless hook to drop out
I trust those poncy unhooking gloves are on the hands of the skipper and not one of our team
Two sails to the boat, and then a couple of Amberjacks followed by some Permit made this another fantastic day.
No tackle failures yet and no major angler errors but there is plenty of time yet for that to happen.

Can't really understand how such pretty fish can let themselves be caught by such ugly anglers....Crazy
To round things off we went to the Cuban restaurant and all pigged out.
Back at the ranch and yet more replaced line and preparation to our latest piece of tackle, our new beastie rod, and a stand up 80lbs rod with a matching reel. This is going to be a beast killer and Harry has been designated as the angler to use it, watch this space.
Last time this mob tried to use Beastie Tackle Keith was nearly pulled overboard by a Goliath Grouper. I'm presuming that Robber is hoping that fate might befall Harry the Rat and he'll be able to watch his mortgage sink to the bottom of the ocean



















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