Despite the south easterly gale blowing an honest 40 knots out there today, i managed to man up and stick my nose outside just long enough to score a few ling cod for dinner.
As i drove home, veritably blind as sheets of 45 degree water berated the boat, i thought to myself "It's been a loooong time since i've taken this kind of shitkicking to catch some supper".
But you know what?
I couldn't have been happier. Content to lick chapped lips as the aroma of sweet-chili ling cod filled the kitchen once again.
There is a unique and refreshing reward to life north of the tropics, where the stinging bite of North coastal weather hardens otherwise lackadaisical men.


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