More on the flying fish

Yesterday we mentioned that we had some flying fish on the boat, but we had a busy day so we didn't take the time to post all the details. The first incident, Rusty was kicking back relaxing when suddenly there was a flying fish flopping around on the floor of the boat. We're not sure who was more startled, Rusty or the fish. Then a while later, still the middle of the night... Lora was at the helm when something suddenly flew across her face and hit her in the arm. It was slimey and wet. She and Scott looked down and found another flying fish flopping around on the seat between them. Scott picked it up and tossed it back in the water. It was several hours later when Steve reminded him that Rusty had volunteered to clean any fish that we caught along the way. We had Spagetti for dinner instead...