03-29-2006, 02:10 AM
I know anyone that's fished the ocean for any length of time has had a moment of lapsed intellegence or basically made a really stupid decision for the sake of catching some fish. I know the saltwater has gotten to my head more than once in pursuit of that prize catch. So how about it? Anyone have a good story to tell?[cool]
I remember I was probably around 16 years old, and my buddy and I were in the inlet flounder fishing. We had rented a classic inlet runner from a bait and tackle store. I mean this was a classic, pop riveted aluminum boat, it couldn't have been any longer than 15 foot, complete with a slick flat bottom and a 10 hp. Merc. We eased out to the Getties, and the water was flat as glass. We had never seen the ocean so calm. Shortly afterwards, the most beautiful school of Menhaden showed their face, and we couldn't resist. I Grabbed up my castnet and filled our make-shift live well with 2 dozen of the prettiest hand sized Pogeys you've ever seen. I knew as soon as we netted those pogeys that we were heading out to see, I could see it in my buddy's eyes. I didn't no sooner ponder the thought, and my buddy said "It's so flat, dude, we can make it to one mile no problem." Ofcourse I bit on it, and into the horizon we went, all 10 HP of motor and all. We got to the one mile boey and began a drift. We blew up some balloons and free-lined those tastey morsals out around the boat. We actually landed 3 nice Kings before the wind shifted, and shift it did. My friend noticed it right away, and before there wasn't a cloud in the sky, and a nice warm breeze. Now, there was no breeze at all, and it the distance you could see a dark, black cloud moving towards us, it didn't seem real it moved so fast, and it looked like it was inches off of the water. The pucker factor set in as we hurridly reeled in our lines and got the horses cranking towards the getties.........But it was too late. That storm hit us with a quickness i'd never seen, and all the sudden the wind picked up to what seemed like 20 knott winds, and the seas went from glass to 3 to 4 foot swells. We zigg Zagged back and forth for almost an hour before we reached the safety of the inlet. 7 rivets popped out of that boat on the way in, I guess the flat bottom on the boat didn't like all the slamming we were doing. Needless to say, I don't venture off the beaten path anymore with john boats.
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I remember I was probably around 16 years old, and my buddy and I were in the inlet flounder fishing. We had rented a classic inlet runner from a bait and tackle store. I mean this was a classic, pop riveted aluminum boat, it couldn't have been any longer than 15 foot, complete with a slick flat bottom and a 10 hp. Merc. We eased out to the Getties, and the water was flat as glass. We had never seen the ocean so calm. Shortly afterwards, the most beautiful school of Menhaden showed their face, and we couldn't resist. I Grabbed up my castnet and filled our make-shift live well with 2 dozen of the prettiest hand sized Pogeys you've ever seen. I knew as soon as we netted those pogeys that we were heading out to see, I could see it in my buddy's eyes. I didn't no sooner ponder the thought, and my buddy said "It's so flat, dude, we can make it to one mile no problem." Ofcourse I bit on it, and into the horizon we went, all 10 HP of motor and all. We got to the one mile boey and began a drift. We blew up some balloons and free-lined those tastey morsals out around the boat. We actually landed 3 nice Kings before the wind shifted, and shift it did. My friend noticed it right away, and before there wasn't a cloud in the sky, and a nice warm breeze. Now, there was no breeze at all, and it the distance you could see a dark, black cloud moving towards us, it didn't seem real it moved so fast, and it looked like it was inches off of the water. The pucker factor set in as we hurridly reeled in our lines and got the horses cranking towards the getties.........But it was too late. That storm hit us with a quickness i'd never seen, and all the sudden the wind picked up to what seemed like 20 knott winds, and the seas went from glass to 3 to 4 foot swells. We zigg Zagged back and forth for almost an hour before we reached the safety of the inlet. 7 rivets popped out of that boat on the way in, I guess the flat bottom on the boat didn't like all the slamming we were doing. Needless to say, I don't venture off the beaten path anymore with john boats.
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d as we received it while the "Once a year" tanglers looked at the Capt with disgust and said "Never again"! 
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