If this is valuable enough for you to move it, ship it via a frozen food/refrigerated freight service.
OK, time for a frozen fish story:
I was waiting for my flight in the Juneau, AK airport in late summer. Height of halibut charter sport fishing season. Two portly middle-aged gents were sitting across from me. Both were obvious charter fishing clients: brand new LL Bean/Bass Pro outfits, spotless Gore-Tex rain jackets, crumple-free new ball caps with fishing lodge logos, suspiciously clean hiking boots and carryons, glowingly fresh sunburned noses and hands. This is an airport where you can spot local residents because half their luggage is manufactured by Coleman or Igloo, and held together with duct tape
. Its also the time of year when it seems like 1/2 of the baggage on the handler's carts consists of the same brand of rectangular cardboard boxes just the right size to hold a nice fat salmon or halibut fillets nestled in freezer packs.
One of the two was on the phone with family somewhere in the south 48; most likely his wife. He was describing their trip. Eventually the topic turned to how much fish he'd actually caught. Hard not to chuckle at the conversation. OK, I could only hear one end of it but the other was pretty easy to figure out.
Portly gent in LL Bean: "The boat crew was fantastic. They cleaned all the fish right on the dock. Then the lodge staff packed and froze everything the same evening!"
Portly gent's wife: Unknown.
Portly gent: "Oh not
that much, maybe 40 lbs. I did have to pay for excess baggage. Wear a sweater. We'll have to crank up the AC for the drive home."
Portly gent's wife: Unknown.
Portly gent: "I know, but I had some great fish dinners at the lodge. I brought back their recipe book for you (pause) I thought you told me once you
liked halibut!"
Portly gent's wife: Unknown.
Portly gent: "Don't worry, I'll learn how to do all the filleting and packaging I promise. You won't have to touch any heads or bones! Well, we can stop at the supermarket and buy more Ziplocs! The kids don't have to eat it if they don't want to. That leaves more for US!"
Portly gent's wife: Unknown.
Portly gent (wheedling tone): "I know, but we can grill it all outside. We can buy a new grill. You know I've been wanting one anyway."
Portly gent's wife: Unknown.
Portly gent (begging tone): "Sure we'll have enough space if you sort all the older stuff in the freezer. We could get a chest freezer for the garage. I'd love to do this again next year! This will be much better than all that beef and chicken. I'm sure the dog will eat
that."