GRUNTS AND GRITS, LEANN?????

I would venture that Leann's answer to that question would be an emphatic NO!!!! We had our first crisis on Feeding Frenzy III on Friday :(

The day started as usual with the six of us sitting around the table having coffee and trying to decide what to do with the wind even blowing harder than the day before. We decided to head over to Man-O-War Cay and do some trolling for Muttons and then anchor up off of Dickie's Cay for some Snapper. No luck trolling so we quickly found a spot out of the wind at Dickie's and anchored. Nothing...... Finally Leann caught a Grunt! Oh...RELIEF...we didn't get skunked!!!! CTM being the good mate took her fish off the hook. He was a feisty little Grunt all the while grunting and groaning and wanting to go back home :) In a last ditch effort to save himself the little Grunt wriggled right out of CTM's clutch and fell straight to the bottom of the boat via Leann's foot. In a freakish accident a barb off of the little fellow's back went into the top of Leann's foot and was sticking out the bottom :( IS THERE A DOCTOR IN THE HOUSE (or on the boat as was the case)?????? Not only did we have a doctor (The Donkey Master), but a nurse (Miss Jeannie), and an Air Evac exec (Don Julio the Spaniard). The Donkey Master's assessment was that surgery would be required! Now, we have carried lidocaine, needles, bandages, pain pills, antibiotics, sutures and all sorts of medical supplies thinking at some point in the heat of the battle wrestling a ginormous Mahi or Wahoo someone would get hooked or sliced. Who would have thought a freakish accident involving a 1 pound Grunt would require pulling out our stash!

OUCH!!!!!

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It was like an E.R. in the cabin....

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Leann reported, "IT'S ALL GOOD!" when the surgery was done....

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We pulled up the anchor and headed to Hope Town for a tetanus shot to complete her treatment but found their vaccine had expired :( Today we actually move to Treasure Cay where there is another clinic. Hopefully we can get her shot there :)

So...do you think Leann would like a serving of Grunts and Grits for breakfast this morning? :) I have to hurry up and delete all of these pictures as at some point I think I overheard the Donkey Master ask if anyone knew Johnny Cochran's phone number! But, after removing the barb, the Donkey Master slipped one of CTM's socks over Leann's foot to hold the bandage in place so we would have to say, "If the sock doesn't fit....you must acquit!!!" :):)

Catch you on the flip flop....

CJM