kneeling on the floor
part of the fun - no in fact - all of the fun of a smaller boat is taking them out in the rough. Some of my best boating memories were as a kid in a metzeler sib with a 15hp on the back playing in the surf that breaks over the rocks against the peer on portreath beach (thinking back - I'm glad we didn't capsize) being a reef break you could get in as close to the waves as you dared then when it got too dodgy just peel away into the deeper water. The surfers there used to hate us harassing them.
It wasn't so much the ride today that was bad - I was only going about 15ish knots - it was the soaking we got from the plumes of white foam being blown every time the wind gusted up.
After I abandoned the fishing we just headed back into carrick roads for a blast around and I got airborne off of the backs of the waves a few times at 35+ knots running down wind.
Spent quite a while looking for fish on the fish finder in carrick roads but there didn't seem to be anything anywhere.
Found a pair of divers who had surfaced over half a mile from the dive boat (the skipper of which must have been asleep or something as they had a surface marker and i had to go over and tell him where his divers where). I asked them if there was much in the way of fish down there and they said just a few dog fish (whats the technique for catching them - and what do they taste like)