>  ML> So it happened. How you got there at 9 am when
>  ML> leaving your place at 9 am I can't figure.
> Woke up, looked outside at the fog, thick fog, said "Well I can sit here, or I
> an sit there, at least there I won't be talking to myself." 

Well, I was kind of zoned out, to the degree that
we missed route 78. It turns out that the flight
to podunk, which I counted on being late, was early,
so I had that much more time to waste, and the
airport kept having TSA announcements every 15
minutes, all night, very loud. I was pretty tired.

>  ML> I'm guessing that the reason for seining is that
>  ML> you get better volume, and quantity beats quality
>  ML> most days of the week.
> Lots of fish.  The first set we made, when I didn't have a clue as to what we
> were doing, caught a ton or so of fish (at a guess, we had to dip them out of
> the seine because the winch couldn't pickup the net and the boat was listing). 
> Best set of the season, sometimes it was only a couple of hundred pounds.  One
> time it was what seemed to be a thousand sharks and another was just a tree. 
> That first set took over 2 hours to do, IIRC, at the end of the season we could
> do one in about 45 minutes (and you have to leave the net in the water to catch
> fish for over half of it).  Again IIRC, it was in the 70's, first oil embargo
> was going on at the time.

Sharks make good fish and chips, and presumably 
you could save the fins for the Chinese market.
Trees not so much.

>  ML> It's interesting the way your life has evolved
>  ML> around your fondness for driving and mine around
>  ML> my inability to do so.
> It was the way I was raised, sorta.  At age 4 I rode in the back of a Willys
> wagon from Ponca City OK to Anchorage AK, in December (via San Antonio where my
> grandfather lived).  At age 6 I rode from San Francisco to Dover DE (grandpa). 

At age 3 I rode in that DC-4 or 6 I forget over
the Appalachians, lost my supper, but got an
interest in air travel that seems to have lasted
for a while.

> At age 10 I rode from Dover DE to San Francisco (grandpa).  At 16 I rode from
> San Francisco to San Antonio.  At 22 I drove from Denver to Boston.  Drove from
> Denver to Ketchikan to fish.  Drove from Denver to Matzatlan, it was COLD in
> Denver and it was spring break.  Getting ready to drive back to Anchorage,
> probably trip 10 or 12 up/down the ALCAN.

My father used to take 300-mile road trips and
often drafted me as shotgun. I didn't particularly
enjoy it, ever. Motion sickness didn't help. Taking
medicine before a plane ride someplace seemed worth it; 
on the road to nowhere with my father, not so much.

---------- Recipe via Meal-Master (tm) v8.00

      Title: Peanut butter Rocky Road
 Categories: Desserts
      Yield: 8 servings

      6 oz (1 Pk) Semisweet Choc. Chips        6 oz (1 pk) Butterscotch
Chips
    1/2 c  Peanut Butter                       3 c  Miniature Marshmallows
    1/2 c  Salted Peanuts

  Place Chocolate chips, butterscotch chips, and peanut butter in 2-Qt
bowl.
  Microwave uncovered on high (100%) until softened, 2 to 2 1/2 minutes.
Stir
  until melted and smooth. Mix in marshmallows and peanuts until evenly
  coated.  Spread in buttered square baking pan 8 x 8 x 2-inches.
Refrigerate
  until firm, at least 1 hour. Cut into bars, 2 x 1-inch. Makes 32 bars.
  Source unknown

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