Sometimes the best laid plans go wanting… especially if those plans rely on catching fish. Case in point being my insistence that when staying longer than a weekend at our Outer Banks fishing camp in North Carolina one meal has to be fresh caught. Sounds good in principal as it puts the emphasis on catching fish, which is one of the primary reasons for being out there to begin with. Mind you, the area is an absolute joy no matter what one chooses to do out there, with plenty of other potential activities—boating, swimming, surfing, hiking, bird watching, etc.—to occupy one’s time. And yes, we generally do engage in many of those other activities when there, but fishing tends to occupy the majority of our time there.
To no real avail on this particular long weekend….
Our surf fishing efforts only nabbed us some small pinfish, spot, and croaker, while trolling produced nothing but some wisps of seaweed. Surfing the sound side of the island provided action in the form of sand sharks and skates, but not something we wanted to put on the dinner table. And we’ve tried both in the past. Sand sharks tastes…well, gritty, tough and flavorless; and while locals swear that if you punch out pieces of a skate’s wings with a cookie cutter and deep fry them, they taste like scallops. Yeah, no—it’s like eating a gritty piece of hardened Play-Dough.