OBX Offshore - Dolphin, with a side of vomit!

This was my first time aboard an offshore charter, and I was eagerly anticipating the trip!  Before we left, the captain asked the crew if we wanted to troll first and then go for dolphin, or go for dolphin and then troll.  We decided on option #2, a decision we would later come to regret.  We made the 2+ hour run offshore, and about 1 hour in, I started feeling a little bit odd.  Surely I couldn't be seasick, I'm tough as nails right?  WRONG.  The feeling hit me pretty hard, and I was making a mad dash to the rest room, an area I would become all too familiar with that day.

We began to troll for dolphin, and began catching bailers left and right.  We had a nice rotation where if you had a fish, you would slide under the person next to you so the mate could remove the fish and rebait you, then you moved back to the outside of the rotation.  It worked well, and we stayed busy.  It was my first dolphin action of any kind, and I loved it!  We caught our limit quickly, and I remember catching 19. (So we may have gone over by a few.  It's hard to keep accurate count when the action is fast and furious!).  I would excuse myself every few fish to go throw-up, then come back and partake in the catching.

After getting our limit, we began to troll.  I laid down in the cabin and woke up when we were almost back to Oregon Inlet.  Not a bite on the troll!  As soon as I stepped foot on terra firma, I was feeling 100% and no longer wished for God to kill me to end my misery!  We unloaded our catch and watched the other boats unload theirs.  The boats that had trolled in the morning caught a bunch of tuna with scattered wahoo, and still caught their limit of dolphin in the afternoon.  Those that began their troll later in the day found a non-existant bite.  That's how it goes sometimes.  It was a great trip and my first taste of offshore action.