The Shalako docked at the old Kevin Shore Fish Market after arriving from a tuna trip-
Click here for the most recent percent of striped bass landed during the commercial season
Friday, August 10, 2007
8/10/2007
The Sailing vessel, Alabama arrived here yesterday and dropped her hook just off Straight Wharf. The charter boat, Endeavor looks so small in comparison-
The Shalako docked at the old Kevin Shore Fish Market after arriving from a tuna trip-
Click here for the most recent percent of striped bass landed during the commercial season
The Shalako docked at the old Kevin Shore Fish Market after arriving from a tuna trip-
Click here for the most recent percent of striped bass landed during the commercial season
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
(OT) OH DEER! (OT)
A buddy of mine sent me the story and pictures below. Thought you might find it interesting. I have only seen one deer swimming in the ocean. It was early one morning during scallop season when I was headed out to the grounds in my boat. I saw a big doe swimming across the harbor from Abrams to Second Point. I was surprised at how fast she was swimming. I motored up to her to offer assistance but she would have no part of it. She sped away and landed on the beach at Coatue and ran off into the cedars.
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Last Saturday morning, my buddy Bo and I were trolling for stripers in the Chesapeake Bay . We were 11-1/2 miles offshore in about 80 feet of water contemplating why the fish weren't biting. We looked back to check our gear and saw something odd in the water. Was it a seal? Can't be, we don't have seals around here. On closer look, it turned out to be a buck deer that was WAY off course. He was desperate and barely staying afloat.
I've seen deer swim a river or bayou before. When you see that, the first thing you notice is that they are powerful swimmers. Their head and shoulders are out of the water and they make surprisingly good headway. This critter was just keeping his nose up and looked like he'd been swimming all night long. In fact, he was so warn out that he swam toward the boat probably thinking it looked enough like land to him. When he got closer though, he wasn't sure what to make of the two dudes on board, and backed off.
So, since the fish weren't biting, we thought we'd give this buck a hand. Turns out Bo grew up around cows and was really handy with a bowline. He lassoed the deer on the first try! Bo grabbed his neck, I grabbed the flank, and we barreled over backwards into the boat. Before I knew it, Bo was on top of him and had him tied up just like a calf.
We hit the throttle and shuttled him to the closest beach - Ken t Point . I beached the boat and we carefully unloaded the deer onto the sand. The whole time we kept thinking he was going to kick the snot out of us. He never did though; he was totally spent. We untied him and jumped back. Too weak to stand, he just sat there quivering. We even picked him up again and put his feet underneath him, but he still couldn't walk. Don't know if he made it or not, but I think his chances were vastly improved. Hopefully he recovered after time. When you're out & about, ya just never know...
Housekeeping:
There is a problem with the poll feature of my blog. I am not able to edit the polls. Blogger.com is aware of the problem and they are working on a fix.
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Last Saturday morning, my buddy Bo and I were trolling for stripers in the Chesapeake Bay . We were 11-1/2 miles offshore in about 80 feet of water contemplating why the fish weren't biting. We looked back to check our gear and saw something odd in the water. Was it a seal? Can't be, we don't have seals around here. On closer look, it turned out to be a buck deer that was WAY off course. He was desperate and barely staying afloat.
I've seen deer swim a river or bayou before. When you see that, the first thing you notice is that they are powerful swimmers. Their head and shoulders are out of the water and they make surprisingly good headway. This critter was just keeping his nose up and looked like he'd been swimming all night long. In fact, he was so warn out that he swam toward the boat probably thinking it looked enough like land to him. When he got closer though, he wasn't sure what to make of the two dudes on board, and backed off.
So, since the fish weren't biting, we thought we'd give this buck a hand. Turns out Bo grew up around cows and was really handy with a bowline. He lassoed the deer on the first try! Bo grabbed his neck, I grabbed the flank, and we barreled over backwards into the boat. Before I knew it, Bo was on top of him and had him tied up just like a calf.
We hit the throttle and shuttled him to the closest beach - Ken t Point . I beached the boat and we carefully unloaded the deer onto the sand. The whole time we kept thinking he was going to kick the snot out of us. He never did though; he was totally spent. We untied him and jumped back. Too weak to stand, he just sat there quivering. We even picked him up again and put his feet underneath him, but he still couldn't walk. Don't know if he made it or not, but I think his chances were vastly improved. Hopefully he recovered after time. When you're out & about, ya just never know...
Sunday, August 5, 2007
8/5/2007
Interesting weekend around the waterfront. The schooner, Harvey Gamage, was here for a short stay on Saturday. I missed a shot of her rounding Brant Point under full sail as she was leaving. Here is a picture of her on the hook-
Click here for info and specs on the Harvey Gamage.
The western rigged dragger, It Ain't Easy, unloaded it's entire catch at the Town Pier late Saturday afternoon. I counted at least 40 totes of lobsters and 30 totes of miscellaneous ground fish. Some of the lobsters were enormous with big barnacles on their shells.
Here's a close up of the lobsters-
As soon as the crew was finished offloading their catch, they left the dock and headed towards Brant Point at full throttle in the no wake zone. I was at the end of Straight Wharf as they blew past me throwing up a huge bow wake. Very reckless on the captains part to say the least.
Father, son and their Laberdoodle dog wharf fishing at Straight Wharf-
An old sailboat always makes a nice planter-
This boat name caught my eye-
As well as these nine flags lined up along the waterfront-
The fuel tanker, Great Gull, as she is steaming down the main channel-
Click here for info and specs on the Harvey Gamage.
The western rigged dragger, It Ain't Easy, unloaded it's entire catch at the Town Pier late Saturday afternoon. I counted at least 40 totes of lobsters and 30 totes of miscellaneous ground fish. Some of the lobsters were enormous with big barnacles on their shells.
Here's a close up of the lobsters-
As soon as the crew was finished offloading their catch, they left the dock and headed towards Brant Point at full throttle in the no wake zone. I was at the end of Straight Wharf as they blew past me throwing up a huge bow wake. Very reckless on the captains part to say the least.
Father, son and their Laberdoodle dog wharf fishing at Straight Wharf-
An old sailboat always makes a nice planter-
This boat name caught my eye-
As well as these nine flags lined up along the waterfront-
The fuel tanker, Great Gull, as she is steaming down the main channel-
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