We have been hunkered down in “NoName Anchorage” on the southern end of Key Biscayne, near Miami. Originally to wait for weather to transit to the Bahamas, but then we got stuck a bit longer while we explored a business opportunity in Florida. That fell through, and now we are back on our sailing track, with some additions to the schedule.
Today we pulled anchor in the morning, and went out into the Gulf Stream to see if we could find some fish. I had what was likely a wahoo bite off my hook on our first stop, come up blank on our second, and then found a colony of black-bellied rosefish.

You are probably not familiar with the Black-bellied Rosefish. They are not a commercial species, and not widely know with sport fisherman. They are not sporting to catch. The size in the picture is typical. The world record is 5 pounds. They live at depths of 1000 feet. So who cares? And what’s the deal with the name “black-bellied”?
Well, the big deal is once you find them, you can catch all you want. Seriously, if you are not catching one on every hook you have on the bottom, you are not in a good spot. The only thing that limits the number you catch is you have to reel them up 1000 feet to the boat.
And more important, they are delicious. We simply air-fried a few fillets, and they are unlike any fish that we have eaten. My first adjective was “sweet” and Karen’s was “buttery”. They are small, but “chunky”. Three will feed two people.
OK, so what’s the deal with the name? They don’t have black bellies, or black anything…
Well, when you clean them, you find out the origin of the name. The membrane lining the abdominal cavity, which is white on every other fish I have ever cut open is white, on these fish is black. Not just dark gray, or deep blue, but a true deep jet, black.
Plans…
With the understanding that a cruising boat’s plans are “written in the sand at low tide” here is our coming schedule:
We have a delivery that is quickly approaching for a boat in Grenada that needs to move to Brunswick, Georgia. To accommodate that we will be sailing to Brunswick at the next weather window, probably near the end of this week. To move to Georgia, fly to Grenada, and then sail back to Georgia, will probably take the best part of 3 weeks.
We will then sail to the Bahamas, and south to the eastern Caribbean. I have a client back in the Chesapeake who I will help install a new drive train in his boat, and another who will need an alignment of a new engine installation in Martinique, and then a delivery from Martinique to Lisbon(!). Then it will be time to head north again.
All in all, it is kind of a crazy schedule for us laid-back cruiser types, but the pieces are falling together.













