My second-time sea fishing was painful, yet rewarding by the end.
After experiencing major sea sickness from stormy weather, I was able to catch a handful amount of fish.
Altogether with Shu, a neighbor Astorian hommie, who took me to the trip, we caught over 15 fish.
Special thank to Mr. Savy, a local fisherman who was fishing right next to me.
"Pay attention!" I was constantly reminded by Mr. Savy, a Cambodia-born local fisherman, who is also a green-beret Veteran.
"Pay attention!" The word kept ringing in my ear till the following day.
I could picture him yelling at other soldiers in the middle of battle field about half a century ago.
Anyhow, the hard-work was paid off by the feast from local ocean, accompanied by chilled sake, and fine folks.
Would I go back soon? Uhhh, . . . Maybe.