Well, the book is not on the Booklocker.com site yet so how about another short story while we wait, and don’t forget to read your free excerpt from “COUGAR!” by clicking on the above link.
In 1984, I was running a 54 foot, Alabama built sport fisherman named the “Connie D”. We had had a pretty good early season, and a group of fellows from Alaska came into the marina to kill some time while their wives played golf. Of course they had caught more fish and bagged more game than any of us and really talked down to the people that were running the marina. When we arrived back at the dock after a very successful day of bottom fishing and a couple of big coolers full of fish for our charter, these fellows decided to charter the “Connie D” for a day and try to put up with the “inferior” fishing that South Carolina had to offer.
In early August down here off of Myrtle Beach, SC, the big mackerel started feeding in the last hour before dark, normally long after the charter boats have to be back at the dock. I decided to teach these guys a lesson about South Carolina fishing, and fishermen, so we headed the “Connie D” offshore to a spot that we had reserved for our commercial endeavors in the fall and winter months.
By mid-afternoon we had close to 600 pounds of snapper and grouper on board and 6 tired, happy, and apologetic fisherman in the cockpit. One of them asked me if there were any King Mackerel to be had and I told him that there was a spot within sight of Myrtle Beach where they hole up that time of year, but they would have to charter us for another half day if they wanted a chance at them. I knew that those fish were always there after July and that they always were larger than 20 pound fish!
We caught another 20 or so fish that had to be stacked behind the fish boxes for lack of room and those guys were happy, so much so that they offered me a job in Kodiak, Alaska hunting bear with them! I never did get to make that trip, but I do know that they had never had a day on the water like we showed them.
Not only did we get paid for two charters in one day, the mate and I got to keep all of the fish which we promptly sold! Of course you can’t fish like that anymore because of government regulations, but the memories cannot be suppressed…yet.