Bad conch fritter

We made it today to Chub. Well the boat and I did. Tyler left a little of himself along the entire way. Lets just say he's not feeling to minty fresh since about four am this morning. Best we can figure is he ate a bad conch fritter last night.
But I have to give the boy credit, As I was running across the shallows of the  Bahama bank, I saw what looked like a coral head in the sand. It turned out to be an old rusted out car laying on the bottom. How the hell it got there, 30 miles from anywhere is anyones guess. Tyler did not bat an eye at the opportunity to jump in. We stopped and an old airplane wreck that i found last year as well. But the best spot was an old fuel tank that i know of. (Yes Kyle the same one you lost. The monster hogfish on last year) Tyler managed to get  one real nice hogfish off of it though.. But missed the monster. There were a few bugs on it as well but between barfing in his snorkel and not eating anything today he gave up. I can say he did better than I would have in his condition.
We did fish for a bit once we got to the Pocket at NW channel. We had one big Dorado come in and trash a teaser but he never ate a hook.
I knew Tyler needed a rest so we slid into Chub and washed off the boat. Hopefully tylers appetite is up for some grilled hogfish.
Nassau tomorrow.
Note to Tylers mom... Dont worry, he just got some bad food. he'll be fine in the morning.