The boat was fully loaded Thanksgiving morning as we headed east towards Bahamian waters. We cruised through the Intracoastal Waterway as the sun began to rise and I watched my boyfriend, Ben, and his father start rigging up wahoo lures to troll on our voyage across. The 60-foot Merritt started to pick up speed after passing through the Hillsboro Inlet and my heart began to race with anticipation for the weekend’s adventures.
I hadn’t been to The Bahamas since childhood and this was the first time I had planned to travel to the stretch of tropical islands for strictly fishing.
The seas were at 3 to 5 as we crossed Hillsboro to Chub Cay on a following sea that spilled over the stern. We set out the 80 Wide Tiagras at a trolling speed of 12 knots and hooked up on a wahoo that morning off Chub. Weighing in at 25 pounds, it was the first of many fish to put up a grand fight. Continue reading