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The
Early Years
The First Fishing Trips
Fish in the Boat--Finally
Chuck Gets a Boat
A Nest of Starlings and the Great Tuna Carnage
Fish
in the Boat--Finally
| Eventually their luck began to change, but only gradually. At first they endured merely the incessant "tappage" of Spot too small to get the hook in their mouths, or if the IS did manage to hook something it turned out to be a mudtoad or an eel. But then it happened--an actual edible species, a Spot, was boated. However the moment was ruined when Mark, in a sad and pitiful effort to exaggerate size, thrust his puny 4-incher towards the camera. (Photo withheld at Mark's request. This picture of the fish shown instead.) |  |
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But at least the jinx was off and on that same trip (or one on which Mark wore the same hat and jacket) the IS bagged three flounder and a baby blue. On subsequent trips the IS actually started catching good size fish in quantity. Once they were catching so many 14-inch trout in one spot they got cocky and moved off to see what else they could find. They were skunked the rest of the day, of course, even when they tried desperately to find that trout spot again. |
| The one species that eluded them, however, was rock--prize gamefish of the Chesapeake. Try as they might, they couldn't get into any strippers. Then finally one of them (the source of this brainstorm is lost to history) suggested that they get a charter captain--somebody who actually knows how to find rockfish--to take them out. After some careful consideration and argument they all finally agreed it was a damn good idea and well worth a try. And sure enough, it worked. Captain Billy Talbot came through grandly, and by the end of the day the IS had a "dock full of rock" and a hell of a good dinner ahead of them. The intrepid trio now had a new weapon in their arsenal--charters. What a concept! |  |
