July 16th, 2009Mate Training 101
I have said that if you want the best fishing charter in Boston you go with Reel Pursuit captained by Captain Paul and now I know why. On Tuesday I went fishing with Paul and one of his first mates Pat. (Pat is my good friend Jimmy’s (god rest his soul) brother and one of the best mates around. In all fairness Paul’s primary mate Scott – who is no slouch himself, was on vacation so he couldn’t make it. I say Scott is AWESOME because like anyone who love what they do, they tend to be very good at it and Scott loves to fish and I am looking forward to the next trip with Scott.
Now, that said, I learned more from Patrick in a few short hours (6) then I had learned about being a mate in a lifetime.
I will digress a moment on a couple of topics. First, I have to be one of the luckiest people in the world. I was able to get the time off and go fishing on a beautiful day and learn about doing something I have always wanted to do for years. It was great. Next, the day really was about Jimmy. See our friend passed a year ago Tuesday so we went to the spot in the ocean where we spread his ashes to say ‘hi’ again. It was very sentimental.
One funny thing happened to us. It was probably Jim giving us a hard time. See we were fishing and not catching much and saw fish jumping and birds swarming in a close by area. So, instead of pulling up the anchor, we tied a buoy to the rope where the anchor was and motored to where we saw the fish and tried trolling for a while. When that didn’t work we went back to the anchor line to anchor up again and keep fishing. In the process of trying to grab the anchor line we ran it over (oops). The line got tied around the prop and no matter how hard we tried, we couldn’t shake it loose. So, you can guess what that means. Yup, someone had to dive in and fix it. Leave it to the ‘new guy’. Funny thing though, I was wearing my swim trunks and I don’t know why that was the outfit I choose that morning but it turns out that it was the right thing so in I went. MAN the water was cold. Once I caught my breath I was able to untangle the rope and we were set to anchor up and catch some fish. I don’t know what you call it but we caught everything in the harbor that day. We caught 2 stripped bass, a lobster, a skate and a dog fish. Nothing was a keeper except the memories. Thanks Paul and Pat!



































