Tuesday, April 28, 2009

GillBilly French Toasted Salmon Sandwich

These excellent sandwiches are dipped in egg mixture then grilled, similar to Monte Cristo sandwiches.

* 1 can (7 1/2 ounces) salmon, drained and flaked
* 1/3 cup chopped celery
* 1/8 teaspoon pepper
* 1/4 cup mayonnaise
* 2 tablespoons sweet pickle relish
* 8 slices bread
* butter
* 1 egg
* 2/3 cup milk

Combine flaked salmon, celery, pepper, mayonnaise, and relish, blending well with a fork. Spread equal amounts of salmon mixture on 4 slices of bread; cover with remaining 4 slices of bread. Heat butter in a heavy skillet over medium low heat. Beat egg with milk. Dip sandwiches carefully in the egg mixture, then brown on both sides in hot butter in skillet.

I used to like fishing because I thought it had some larger significance. Now I like fishing because it's the one thing I can think of that probably doesn't.
John Gierach

Monday, April 27, 2009

Saturday, April 25, 2009

New! The Second GillBilly SCORE 2009 Baja 250 Race Video

I think I fish, in part, because it's an anti-social, bohemian business that, when gone about properly, puts you forever outside the mainstream culture without actually landing you in an institution.
John Gierach

Friday, April 24, 2009

New! GillBilly SCORE 2009 Baja 250 Race Video

Creeps and idiots cannot conceal themselves for long on a fishing trip.
John Gierach

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

NEW: YouTube Baja Surf Photo Show Part Eight

The solution to any problem - work, love, money, whatever - is to go fishing, and the worse the problem, the longer the trip should be."
John Gierach

Monday, April 20, 2009

GillBilly Lobster Chowder

1 pound lobster.
1 scant teaspoonful salt.
1 quart milk.
1 1/2 salt spoonful white pepper.
3 crackers.
1/4 salt spoonful cayenne pepper.
1/4 cup butter.

Boil one quart of milk.Roll three crackers fine; mix with them one fourth of a cup of butter, and the green fat of the lobster.

Season with one scant teaspoonful of salt, half a salt spoonful of white pepper, and one fourth of a salt spoonful of cayenne pepper.

Pour the boiling milk gradually over the paste.

Put it back in the double boiler; add the lobster meat cut into dice; let it boil up once, and serve.

There is certainly something in angling that tends to produce a gentleness of spirit and a pure sincerity of mind.
Washington Irving

NEW: YouTube Baja Surf Photo Show Part Seven

Smoked carp tastes just as good as smoked salmon when you ain't got no smoked salmon.
Patrick F. McManus

Sunday, April 19, 2009

NEW: YouTube Baja Surf Photo Show Part Six

There will be days when the fishing is better than one's most optimistic forecast, others when it is far worse. Either is a gain over just staying home.
Roderick Haig-Brown

Friday, April 17, 2009

NEW: YouTube Baja Surf Photo Show Part Five

Angling is extremely time consuming. That's sort of the whole point.
Thomas McGuane

Thursday, April 16, 2009

GillBilly Salutation: Postcard Style Photo Greeting!


In every species of fish I've angled for, it is the ones that have got away that thrill me the most, the ones that keep fresh in my memory. So I say it is good to lose fish. If we didn't, much of the thrill of angling would be gone.
Ray Bergman

NEW: YouTube Baja Surf Photo Show Part Four

The Reef Crew Rips Baja!
Part One

If one really loves nature, one can find beauty everywhere.
Vincent Van Gogh

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

NEW: YouTube Baja Surf Photo Show Part Three

I've gone fishing thousands of times in my life, and I have never once felt unlucky or poorly paid for those hours on the water.
William Tapply

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

GillBilly Salutation: Postcard Style Photo Greeting!


My biggest worry is that my wife (when I'm dead) will sell my fishing gear for what I said I paid for it.
Koos Brandt

Friday, April 10, 2009

GillBilly Salutation: Happy Easter!

Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after.
Henry David Thoreau

Thursday, April 9, 2009

NEW: YouTube Baja Surf Photo Show Part Two

Fishing is boring, unless you catch an actual fish, and then it is disgusting.
Dave Barry

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Gillbilly Article: FISHERMAN!!! (baithookerous castoferous)

I really don’t like to be up quite this early, my typical target time to rise is 8 am and here in my peaceful Baja marina and I can usually roll around ‘till then in overly padded bow bunk rest and relaxation. Unless of course, that one seagull that has roosted on one of the boats nearby decides to trumpet at the first light of day- as I say in my books, if they only tasted like chicken, we would all have many a free bird bar-be-que! How that one seagull seems to find me when I visit my boat in the states, I’ll never know… I digress, the reason I am listening to the 3930th consecutive Sunday pre-dawn broadcast of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir is the renewed attack of the creature of the depths commonly known as “weekend fisherman guy”. This morning he employed a new means of torment in the waning dark of night to shock my senses from post-rem sleep, absolutely brilliant… dropping bags of ice right next to my bow on the cement dock. I assume this was a necessary pre-casoff ritual, but did they have to drop the bags from over their heads more that 20 times to get just the right ice consistency? Please don’t get me wrong; I realize the necessity of this primeval race in the food chain and many a little 2 inch fish in the marina would not survive as long into their golden gill years if some bored reverse hat wearing “dude” hadn’t pulled them onto their hook and returned them to the sea after a grin of supreme authority and prowess.

Showing their parents that the wise investment in a new toy (a few hundred thousand dollar boat and a lot of fuel) can show a return (a few fish) is a noble endeavor, although by now that probably isn’t a valued priority in the parental offspring monitoring process. That spare room was now long ago left empty by that rebellious youth; and now has been converted into a room for such crafts as gluing colored gravel onto a framed palette to form an elongated cat to make something called a “mosaic”, or storing that 20 volume home improvement set of books where Johnny used to stack his Black Sabbath albums. A CD collection and a rack of fashionable gold Penn reels have now replaced the old album collection. Standing back with the crew and admiring the docked jewelry reminds one of Pee-Wee Herman admiring his growing scrap foil ball.

The ice bag wielding squad jumped in their boat and I don’t quite know how they did this, but they started the boat, put it in gear and left all in one motion, as of the boat was already adrift in the slip. A contrast to the boat that is warmed up for seemingly an hour and smokes heavy un-burnt diesel fuel into surrounding hatches. Occasionally one can manage to go back to sleep during the idling process only to be awakened by the cavitations of swirling props fighting to gain purchase on the ocean for forward and reverse motion. If this somewhat stealthy sound creeps into your dream you may think you are being sucked into a vortex or up a straw.

Later that day, upon completion of the day of fish kill blood lust, the returning troop that was a bit too preoccupied by emptying beer cans must now find a place to clean the newly captured booty. Yesterday, a neighbor who has just bought his first fish finding machine took over a half-hour cleaning one fish in surgeon-like precision, not wanting to waste a tasty bite. All the scrap was bagged and put in the trash, so absolutely no scavenging seagulls were attracted. Good show matey! He was then visited by a more seasoned “weekend fisherman guy” who proceeded to show him his patented speed fish cleaning process. How he didn’t cut off a finger or throw the scraps into the drink as a matter of habit, I don’t know. The practice of tossing fish skeletons into the marina waters is forbidden by marina rules, but is often violated by visiting polluting pirates. There is a Hoover bull seal that resides in the marina that cleans the carcasses as they are tossed, but unfortunately he can’t clean the gull guano that dries like cement on the surrounding boats and docks.

We marina residents that witness the arrival of all this pomp and color on Thursday thru Saturday are all rewarded for our patience by the exodus on Sunday and the restored peace on Monday. Anchoring out every weekend to escape the carnage is simply not an option. I keep telling the “weekend fisherman guy” about the fish market in Ensenada, but for some reason he is programmed to bypass the trip there and instead hit the bait dock to purchase little fishes designed to catch bigger fishes. What a concept!

If people concentrated on the really important things in life, there'd be a shortage of fishing poles.
Doug Larson

Monday, April 6, 2009

NEW: YouTube Baja Surf Photo Show Part One

I love fishing. You put that line in the water and you don't know what's on the other end. Your imagination is under there.
Robert Altman

Friday, April 3, 2009



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An angler is a man who spends rainy days sitting around on the muddy banks of rivers doing nothing because his wife won't let him do it at home.
Author Unknown