I might die in the Bermuda Triangle.

Sorry for the scare up there in the title. Please, continue on.

Hey Scott. Let’s go to Cabelas and get me a fishin’ shirt. Girls, you want to go to Cabelas?!

Did you just hear what you said?

Ummm…but I need a fishing shirt.

You’re changing! I knew I’d get you to be my cool hunting wife.

I’m not changing. It’s deep sea fishing. We went deep sea fishing on our honeymoon in Hawaii. Nothing has changed.

Whatever. I’ll be gettin’ you some camo by next year.

No. You won’t.

In less than 48 hours I will be on my way to meet Scott in his old stomping grounds of Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. We have a dinner date set up on Friday with some of our South Florida friends (Hi Lindsay!! I’m waving!!) then come Saturday, bright and early …

I’ll be Killin’ It Outdoors with Scott and Brett in the Bahamas.

Our friend, Brett, and his team just broke a world record. He caught all 9 species of billfish around the world in 26 days.

Brett is on the left.
Brett is on the left. Image from Killin’ It Outdoors.

Brett and his world record, pshhh. Get out of here. Let me at ’em! A woman against the sea! My nails are clipped short. My hair is deep conditioned, ready for the sea salt air. My hands are roughed up from the weights I have been lifting at the gym. No dramamine needed in my bag, no sir! I’m ready to put up the big fight!

Like any good fisherwoman, I started to google which fish are biting right now in the Bahamas. Oh yeah. Blue Marlin. White Marlin. Maybe a little Black Fin Tuna. Which one will I be holding up for the cameras. Hey, wouldn’t it be funny if the Bahamas were in the Bermuda Triangle? That would creep me the eff out. Hmmmm…google image search: bermuda triangle.

You have got to be kidding me.
You have got to be kidding me.

Brett – charge up the video cameras. Get them ready for me holding up my trophy Blue Marlin. No, seriously charge up the video cameras because we need video evidence of the ocean swallowing us whole.

I would love to prove to the world that the Bermuda Triangle swallows planes and boats but uh, I don’t want to die. Can we live-stream this? People need to know where to save us. I would live-tweet our adventure but I have a strange hunch that I won’t get cell phone service because oh, I don’t know WE WILL BE IN THE BERMUDA TRIANGLE. Jesus, help me. What? Was that a ghost?

Text message to Scott: And why didn’t you tell me we will be in the Bermuda Triangle?

Scott: Oh great. It will be fine. Stop reading the history of the Bermuda Triangle on the internet.

It really freaks me out when he knows me this well.

Rest in peace, Flight 19 from 1945.
Rest in peace, Flight 19 from 1945. You put up a good fight trying to get home.

Scott is already using the Bermuda Triangle excuse as for why he won’t catch anything. Scott speaks only for himself. I will be catching a Blue Marlin. It’s not everyday you get to deep sea fish with a world record breaking fisherman.

Assuming we get out alive. I’ll tweet as far out as I can.

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