Fireworks, the dry heaves, and running out of chew

摘要

I'm fighting off the yawns as I lie here in the stateroom trying to write. I'm so tired, but there's no time to sleep. These last five days were exhausting, but that's how it always is after a long opening. Our last set of the day was 37 fish, fat dogs, a few humpies, and a couple of sockeye. We got about 25 fish the set before that, which was a far cry from what we were catching yesterday. So, here we are, in the middle of Clarence Strait, looking for jumps to set on, and the way it looks now is that we're inching closer and closer to home.