Summer’s bounty

A flat ocean and the boat runs wide open to points south, skipping through little pockets of breeze where river valleys empty mountain air out to sea.  We arrive where the flat ocean bottom drops off into a giant submarine canyon that runs nearly ashore.  Its abyssal depths are hidden under the gently undulating surface of a windless ocean.  The lines drag big bait near the bottom.  The clicker ticks off as a fish picks up the bait and swims away with it – there are big fish way down there.