Circle of life
This is the cycle of life as it stands around our boat:
- Minnows eat krill (or sea grass, or whatever it is that they find tasty which grows upon our hull).
- Jacks eat Minnows.
- We eat Jacks.
At various times through the day and evening we’ll hear a loud commotion outside our boat, sounding almost as if someone is outside slapping the hull. After inspecting the noise the first time it occurred, we came to find that it was being caused by a school of Jacks (at least we think that’s what they are) in an eating frenzy, grabbing up as many of the small minnows as they could.
It was too big a temptation for me to not want to catch these fish, which are often so close that we can almost touch them, and the most efficient way that occurred to me was to use our hand net. After only one false start my effort was rewarded when I scooped up an unwitting 13″ Jack which blindly chased a minnow into our net. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, let it be known, I am smarter than a little fish.
For the record, barbecued Jack with some Jamaican jerk seasoning doesn’t taste too bad.
Here fishy, fishy, fishy…
Samantha believes she is helping.