Here’s the end of last weekend’s story, which I have to get posted so I can tell you about this weekend!

After hiking Hallasan on Saturday, we were back up early on Sunday for “pastoral care”. Each faculty member is required to spend some time each month or so with the dorming students, taking them off campus for some fun. We can sign up for whatever trips we want, so we picked a good one for the kids and for us – fishing!

We drove out to a fishing village with a van of 8th grade boys. Beautiful views and cool islands just off the coast.

We drove out to a fishing village with a van of 8th grade boys. Beautiful views and cool islands just off the coast.

We climbed onto a boat with one captain/tour guide/instructor/fish cleaner extraordinaire. He spoke no English, but showed us the basics…

Our fishing guide/boat owner, showing the boys the basics on our 4-hook lines. No casting here, just drop the sinker to the bottom of the bay, reel in about a foot, and wait for the bites.

Our fishing guide/boat owner, showing the boys the basics on our 4-hook lines. No casting here, just drop the sinker to the bottom of the bay, reel in about a foot, and wait for the bites.

helped us bait our hooks…

Our bait bin - blocks of frozen, itty bitty shrimp.

Our bait bin – blocks of frozen, itty bitty shrimp.

And let us go.

Beth and the 8th grade boys reeling in the big catches.

Beth and the 8th grade boys reeling in the big catches.

It was great fun. The group of 14 of us caught between 50-75 fish. Most looked like this.

Isn't it adorable? This was my smallest of the day, but not that far off from "average".

Isn’t it adorable? This was my smallest of the day, but not that far off from “average”.

I managed to catch the prize fish of the day. Oh, yeah, get out the cameras.

My big fish of the day. I'm holding it just like I learned from my grandpa. :)

My big fish of the day. I’m holding it just like I learned from my grandpa. 🙂

The coolest part was after we had a bucket full of fish I’d think were too small to keep,

Bucket o fish.

Bucket o fish.

our boat master pulled out his knife and started cleaning them right on the deck.

Fishing guide filleting em up on the deck.

Fishing guide filleting em up on the deck.

Fillet em up, set them on a plate, and get out some spicy cocktail-type sauce, and presto – the freshest sashimi you’ve ever eaten. The boys loved it, and dove right in. I agreed – pretty tasty for something that was swimming only minutes earlier.

The boys enjoying their sashimi - nice and fresh.

The boys enjoying their sashimi – nice and fresh.

Yum!

Yum!

We were out for about an hour and a half, which was just enough for an 8th-grade-boy attention span.

Back in the village, we took in the scenery a bit while the boys bought ramen from the convenience store, before heading back to the dorms and “normal” life.

The harbor was lined with thousands of these squid drying on lines. Beautiful! I guess the dried "jerky" is used as a base for soups and stir-fries and is a very acquired taste... I think I prefer just looking.

The harbor was lined with thousands of these squid drying on lines. Beautiful! I guess the dried “jerky” is used as a base for soups and stir-fries and is a very acquired taste… I think I prefer just looking.