We made our way up to the Bitter End and were cooking aboard for the first time on this particular trip. 4 men in the cockpit to handle cooking on fire and 3 women below deck preparing sides and salads.

The grill is set and ready to go...on go the 7 beautiful bacon-wrapped filets.
As if in slow motion, due to the fact that the clamp holding the grill to the sternrail was just a little to small for the size of the rail, the grill slowly rotates down. The surgeon on board jumps to grab the hot grill to save the filets and is about tackled by another crew member to save his hand.
We then hear the seven simultaneous splashes as the filets go into the drink.

The 3 unmarried men jump into the dink to stop at the soon closing Emporium and left the married guy to break it to the women.
Bought seven more frozen filets which they were nice enough to thaw in the microwave at the bar. Back to the boat.

One of the guys was a fisherman and had a spool of steel leader. We used that to secure the back of the grill to the bimini support rail, fired it back up again and got dinner cooked.
Turns out the married guy didn't tell the women until dinner was done that night. At least one of the women thought she heard sharks bumping the hull overnight looking for seconds.


Paul

"Their freezin' up in Buffalo, stuck in their cars and I'm lying here 'neath the sun and the stars" ... JB