Sinner saved by the blood of Jesus
I’ve fished in the Chesapeake and James River when I was stationed at USCG base Yorktown.I've been in brackish waters and estuaries all about the Chesapeake but never in the kind of open water like the ocean. I think the idea of being that far "out there" wouldn't give me much ease.
I would like to try the mid to late fall fishing in and around Ocracoke based upon the stories I've read about it. I doubt I'll have the free time or money for that though.
There's a great river in the eternal Kingdom. I wonder...
My most memorable trip was a deep sea trip out of the Bahamas two days before a major hurricane. We were on a 45’ double deck charter. There were only 12 people on the morning trip. When we rounded the leeward side of the island turning into the windward side to the East, I saw the seas were breaking 10 footers. I told my wife the captain would probably turn back and cancel the trip.
He didn’t we plowed through the breakers into open water in 8-10 foot seas. It was really rough, only 6 people began fishing. Amazingly every drop was catching a fish. But within 30 minutes everyone except the captain, mate, another guy and myself were seasick and most were puking. But we would bait a rod drop it catch a fish. We were catching so many fish the mate quit fishing and just baited rods.
After the first hour the other civilian dropped out sick. That Black Bohemian British Captain says to me ah, you like to fish mate? I said I love it! He replied, “I see that, why are you not sick”?
I said, “Man I’m in the Coast Guard, this ain’t nothing, as I laughed.” The captain laughs and says good, we’ll move and catch some more! We pulled the anchor and turned seaward and headed farther out. Dropped anchor and the Captain, Mate, and myself continued to fish. It was so rough I had to bend my knees and wrap my left arm around a stanchion to keep from falling. But we were catching grouper, snapper, triggerfish, sea bass etc. we were loading the extra large fish box.
The other 11 civilians stayed down in the cabin, salon floor, and heads or throwing up over the side rails. We moved three times and each time continued to catch fish.
After the four hours were up we pulled anchor and headed in plowing through the waves. Some of them breaking over the second deck. The captain closed the watertight bridge, turned on the windshield wipers and we plowed back about 15 miles back into the leeward island side before the seas broke from small craft advisory to 3-5 footers.
I rode on the fantail and thoroughly enjoyed the seawater shower as the waves broke over the decks.
When we pulled into the dock the afternoon group was lined up ready to board. As they watched the seasick stumble disembarking, the Captain gets off the boat and says, “ I’m sorry folks the afternoon trip is canceled, it’s too rough. I had too many customers get sick.
He asks me if I want my fish? I probably had filled a 120 qt. cooler by myself. I told him I’m off the cruise ship, I don’t have anywhere to keep them. I said you can have mine. He was happy, he said between the three of us we had caught about $500 worth of fish. He says I’m going to the market and sell these, with a big ol smile. I told him that was the most fun I’d had on a charter. He thanked me he said, if you hadn’t kept fishing I’d had to go back in.
I’m sure those green faced greenhorns did not like us