The chili is very tasty, but didn't win the prize. Wink and John don't seem to mind.

Wink is posing with Wilma and Sherry. He's definitely Chinese now. I think he said he had changed his name to Hop-Sing. Sherry is teaching Wilma watercolor painting and Wilma is teaching Sherry (who's from New York, New York) how to be southern. Bless her little ole heart!

The following day was John and Steph last day with us. They went over to Hopetown on the ferry. It was hard to believe that their time was up. We only ate 17 Lobsters while they were here. I didn't even get a photo of the great Wahoo dinner. There are no photo's of the fantastic suzi that Steph prepared several times with the Tuna. We also made Lobster rolls, which didn't last long enough to photograph. Many of our friends knew that Winks brother was here, but many more were delighted to see that my sister came. We are like peas in a pod.
The Sunday after John and Steph left us, it was a great day for going fishing. Wilma convince Wink that we should take the Big Boat - John Henry out for the day. As long as we're going out, let's take a few friends with us. We sent out the word and here they came two by two...
For the record (not in order and you have to find them) Wink & Wilma, John & Gail, Jim E & Joan, Jim & Judy, Ed & Shirley, Paul & Mary, Fred & Sherry, Pat & Pat, Vanessa (Andrew stayed home).
We left the dock approximately at 8:00 a.m. Everyone posing for the camera being handled by Sue Graham.
As we passed Motor Vessel Tourelou's flag, Sherry was inspired and sang America's National Anthem. Wilma felted honored that her boat could be help up as a National Sporting Event.
Sherry singing the National Anthem. Oh say can you see!!!
John Henry pulls out of Boat Harbour with an enthusatic crew of fishing people.
Once again, we're headed through the bank for the Atlantic Ocean hoping to catch Grouper in 150 feet of water - drift fishing on the bottom.
What vessel would dream of going out with it's sun beauties. From left - Judy, Gail, Sherry and Joan (stripes) enjoy the flybridge on the way out to the ocean. Wilma provided coffee, homemade banana bread and homemade fruitcake for the voyage out.
It was a great day, some people caught a lot of fish, some caught no fish, but Wilma caught baby fish. Wilma had to throw hers back. We had 17 friends go fishing with us, 18 if Andrew had gone. We caught 18 fish - Shirley caught the most 6-8, I never did hear the final count.
All the fish caught were Strawberrry Grouper or Red Heinz except one - it was a Queen Trigger Fish. They are hard to clean, but the best of lot. Upon suggestion from Shirley who caught the most, every person took home a fish for dinner. They were delicious. Pan fried, served with grits and corn kisses. Hummmm!
We had a weather forecast that it was turning cold - well cold enough not to go lobstering. Wilma encouraged Wink to get Paul and go out before the cold spell. While they were gone, Wilma was able to do some housekeeping. Just as Wilma finished up the cleaning, the boys came home with THE LIMIT ON LOBSTER. 10, TEN, YES TEN!!!
This was the first time Wink (whether alone or with a friend) every got the limit. He was excited. Wink also had a special surprise for Wilma. Wink spotted and was able to spear a Hogfish! Hogfish is Wilma's most favorite fish.....
1 little, 2 little, 3 little lobsters, 4 little, 5 little, 6 little lobsters, 7 little, 8 little, 9 little lobsters, 10 little lobster and a Hogfish, too. Now, January is over and where did it go?
Wilma has been having internet problems - or computer interfacing with internet problems to be more specific. We think this has been corrected and hopefully it won't take an entire month before she can post again. The real problem is that we're having so much fun, we can't figure out where the time is going.
The weather here has been great, BUT for some unknown reason, it's gotten cold - yes, cold. It's only in the 60's but when you're use to wearing swimsuits, shorts and t-shirts, digging out the long pants, sweaters and jackets is just unheard of. So bye for now.......