He hunches over the wheel, a permanent posture, in dirty jeans and a grubby white t-shirt. His face is all giant brown eyes and bulbous nose, while both his mannerisms and voice are languid, as if a recording of him were being played back at 80 percent speed.
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When they arrive home, try out each and every toy on them: In the mornings, Dave drives the boat and waits until we get to a fishing spot to wake me. Dave came up from Mexico to work when he was 22 and has been fishing for the 40 or so years since then. One of the captains told me she started fishing on her own for her second season.
Some are eaten by bears but most stay through their decay, creating waves of stench. We pull up one king, half its body bitten off by a shark, leaving shiny strings of flesh dangling off the back of its body alongside the finger-y guts.
I follow him, down an aluminum ladder and over a few other boats, to the deck of his boat. Flip it on its back in a v-shaped metal tray. The insides ooze black.
It might still be beating in the hollow body.
When the person lands on a number, they have to complete the corresponding fantasy out loud. The rush is mixed with vulnerability; I often feel nauseated with my power. Some of the fish I reel in have eyes blanked out with blood, a result of trauma from the hook, like their irises and pupils were colored in by a child with a red crayon.
There are seemingly no fisher women around, and I wonder if the industry is a hostile place for us.
Dave and I often hook kings accidentally, seeing their iridescent black scales just beneath the surface as we pull up the line. The therapist goes into lots of detail describing what would be a good way to do this - all, of course, your personal idea of heaven!
The mechanic has not started the repairs yet. Jumping into bed together, ready to devour a tray full of decadent goodies, is unbeatably hedonistic. As I set each one out, I clip lures on every four feet, each punctuated with a barbed hook.
It feels like an antidote to my life back in San Francisco, rife with invisible systems and uncertainty.
So Lauren and I pack cans with fish meat, netting similar cash returns.WARNING: Graphic content. Feeling blue this winter?
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