Galley Wench Tales

Exploring the world through the people we meet
and the food they eat.

Didn’t find this guy until the next day along our side gunnel.I thought he landed in our cockpit since that where
I was when he bopped me on the head.

Yes, fish do fly if they have wings.  Check out Wikepedia if you don’t believe me (click here).
Anyhow, I was minding my own business on my night watch between Puerto Rico and Great Inagua, South Bahama.  Dutifully, I was in the cockpit, reading by the light of my red headlamp to preserve my night vision and… BAM!
I got whacked on the top of my head.  I got a quick whiff of fishy scent, and searched the cockpit.  Nothing.  I gave up and decided I’d read in the salon, right next to the cockpit, and come out every 10-15 minutes for a thorough scan unless something amiss brought me up sooner.
I did find my head bopper the next day.  He was about 7” long.
I’ll continue to think twice about cockpit reading on nightwatch with a headlamp when we’re in flying fish territory, unless I finally take up fishing and want some bait fish.  I’ll wear a hat though.