"Viking Spring Cod"
Viking - Montauk
May 6-7, 2000
The first real warm days of Spring on a two day Viking cod trip. No waves not even a bump the whole way out to the grounds. Felt like we were taking a Sunday ride through the bay with the kiddies and Ma, that's right, a Sunday drive I tell you. Wind a variable breeze you couldn't even get a pulse on it.
Saturday morning, we woke, had a little breakfast, a few gallons of coffee, walked outside to balmy 60 degrees, perfect. Jig a cod here, jig a cod there, steady constant action to the point I think my arm is going to fall off. Hey look it's 2 am right now as I am writing up this report. My sore arm woke me up and a certain snoring bear next to me bunk. These people are seriously out to lunch from jigging all day for a hundred cod. Fishermen are a funny bunch...they will stay at the rail and fish their arms off until the fish stop biting. "Ah guys, out here in the New England waters, they don't stop biting this time of the year." They're like the Eveready bunny, keep going and going. And with the weather absolutely gorgeous, we all fished until almost 9 o'clock PM.
After a leg of lamb for dinner, we chatted amongst ourselves and then went into some serious comas. In another three hours, I will be at it again for another six hours and probably catch another delicious cooler full of cod. Ahh, how to cook these fresh New England cod. Bake with lemon, a little shallots, easy seasoning and a splash of white wine. Or down and dirty deep fried with bread crumbs, flour first and thick cut french fries and pass the ketchup, time to chow down. Or chowder thick creamy fish chowder yum yum. Don't forget the saltine crackers. Fresh cod, forget that garbage you buy at the fish market which is six days old. I'm talking fresh white flakey cod, somebody stop me. Stomach time for a midnight munchy run.
Steve Fallon from the Swedish Princess has been hauling fish like a mad man on a mission. Steve is a fishing machine, the James Brown of jigging cod. Oh by the way, there are only maybe 28 guys on the boat, what a pleasure. No snow suits, no funny looking hats, no gloves, just your ratty fishing clothes, what a pleasure. Dezi poor Dezi has been cleaning fish all day. I think if he has to clean and fillet one more cod, he's going to crack.
Dezi is one of my favorite mates. He is a real cracker jack mate. He never even snaps on a customer even when one tangles himself on an hourly basis or calls him like from the film "Quadrophenia" from The Who, "...bell boy got to get running now bell boy got to get cracking". Treat your mates well, boys and girls, they work their butts off on a trip like this to make your fishing trip a pleasure.
Steve has a real good offshore crew. And Linda's home cooked meals can't be beat. No other long range cod trips has home cooked meals. It's all hot dogs and hamburgers. That stuff only goes so far. After cod fishing all day, a hot meal just tips it off. Now if only Captain Steve can get the jacuzzi working on the top deck, that would be a plus. We really have a great bunch of guys on this boat.
Part two. The second day was better than the first day, do you need a diagram? Jig = cod = psychotic fisherman = more jigging = more cod = more coffee more cigarettes so on and so on. Get your scrawny skinny butts on this hot cod fishing if you are worth your weight in cod fillets. ****Four star trip.
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May 6-7, 2000
The first real warm days of Spring on a two day Viking cod trip. No waves not even a bump the whole way out to the grounds. Felt like we were taking a Sunday ride through the bay with the kiddies and Ma, that's right, a Sunday drive I tell you. Wind a variable breeze you couldn't even get a pulse on it.
Saturday morning, we woke, had a little breakfast, a few gallons of coffee, walked outside to balmy 60 degrees, perfect. Jig a cod here, jig a cod there, steady constant action to the point I think my arm is going to fall off. Hey look it's 2 am right now as I am writing up this report. My sore arm woke me up and a certain snoring bear next to me bunk. These people are seriously out to lunch from jigging all day for a hundred cod. Fishermen are a funny bunch...they will stay at the rail and fish their arms off until the fish stop biting. "Ah guys, out here in the New England waters, they don't stop biting this time of the year." They're like the Eveready bunny, keep going and going. And with the weather absolutely gorgeous, we all fished until almost 9 o'clock PM.
After a leg of lamb for dinner, we chatted amongst ourselves and then went into some serious comas. In another three hours, I will be at it again for another six hours and probably catch another delicious cooler full of cod. Ahh, how to cook these fresh New England cod. Bake with lemon, a little shallots, easy seasoning and a splash of white wine. Or down and dirty deep fried with bread crumbs, flour first and thick cut french fries and pass the ketchup, time to chow down. Or chowder thick creamy fish chowder yum yum. Don't forget the saltine crackers. Fresh cod, forget that garbage you buy at the fish market which is six days old. I'm talking fresh white flakey cod, somebody stop me. Stomach time for a midnight munchy run.
Steve Fallon from the Swedish Princess has been hauling fish like a mad man on a mission. Steve is a fishing machine, the James Brown of jigging cod. Oh by the way, there are only maybe 28 guys on the boat, what a pleasure. No snow suits, no funny looking hats, no gloves, just your ratty fishing clothes, what a pleasure. Dezi poor Dezi has been cleaning fish all day. I think if he has to clean and fillet one more cod, he's going to crack.
Dezi is one of my favorite mates. He is a real cracker jack mate. He never even snaps on a customer even when one tangles himself on an hourly basis or calls him like from the film "Quadrophenia" from The Who, "...bell boy got to get running now bell boy got to get cracking". Treat your mates well, boys and girls, they work their butts off on a trip like this to make your fishing trip a pleasure.
Steve has a real good offshore crew. And Linda's home cooked meals can't be beat. No other long range cod trips has home cooked meals. It's all hot dogs and hamburgers. That stuff only goes so far. After cod fishing all day, a hot meal just tips it off. Now if only Captain Steve can get the jacuzzi working on the top deck, that would be a plus. We really have a great bunch of guys on this boat.
Part two. The second day was better than the first day, do you need a diagram? Jig = cod = psychotic fisherman = more jigging = more cod = more coffee more cigarettes so on and so on. Get your scrawny skinny butts on this hot cod fishing if you are worth your weight in cod fillets. ****Four star trip.