“Have you seen any night fish?” John Maybury of Fort Bragg, California enquired, “they follow day fish”. He was carrying what looked like a lacrosse stick and hoping to catch what we call whitebait, using a traditional Native American Indian method (the lacrosse stick). His catch was successful and so was mine! Moments before we had been interrupted by the intrepid fisher man, I had proposed to my girl. She said YES!
We were camping on California’s “lost coast” and I was hoping to find the perfect back drop for my proposal and I did…..we were standing on the edge of the Pacific Ocean when I asked my love to marry me. It was as though, for a moment, the setting sun wavered and rose again , ever so slightly, over the horizon. An unexpected few moments at the end of the day. The whole pacific coastline was bathed in a warm glow, and so were we.
That evening we dined on “night fish”, kindly donated by the fisherman , or rather exchanged for a bottle of beer! The engagement celebration was as delicious as the moment she said yes.
Seasoned night fish, fried in olive oil, plucked from the ocean half an hour after high tide.
Text and illustration by Josh Sutton – Guy Rope Gourmet.