Pontoon Names
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<font color="0000ff">zman</font>:
Now that reminds me of a story (Yes, a true story!):
While I was stationed at 6th Army HQ, Presidio of San Francisco, CA (circa 1965-1968), my folks came out to visit. Dad was determined to go on a tuna fishing expedition, so we signed up with a fishing boat at Sausalito, CA, for a 4:00 AM departure.
After several hours at sea, we neared the Farallon Islands and commenced fishing.
It was easy fishin'. The captain baited your the hook with a chunk of anchovy, and you dipped your line in the water, no gettin' your hands sloppy with anchovies. After snagging a tuna, the cap'n also gaffed the fish and hauled it aboard, and removed the hook and added fresh bait.
The ol' captain said: "I'm not only the master of this vessel, I'm also a Master Baiter!"
P.S.:
I did fine with the long hours at sea, no sign of seasickness. But after landing, and gettin' off the boat much later in the day, oh Jeezus, it was the land that was rockin' and swayin' causing me to chuck my cookies on arriving back at my apartment! Landsickness!
Now that reminds me of a story (Yes, a true story!):
While I was stationed at 6th Army HQ, Presidio of San Francisco, CA (circa 1965-1968), my folks came out to visit. Dad was determined to go on a tuna fishing expedition, so we signed up with a fishing boat at Sausalito, CA, for a 4:00 AM departure.
After several hours at sea, we neared the Farallon Islands and commenced fishing.
It was easy fishin'. The captain baited your the hook with a chunk of anchovy, and you dipped your line in the water, no gettin' your hands sloppy with anchovies. After snagging a tuna, the cap'n also gaffed the fish and hauled it aboard, and removed the hook and added fresh bait.
The ol' captain said: "I'm not only the master of this vessel, I'm also a Master Baiter!"
P.S.:
I did fine with the long hours at sea, no sign of seasickness. But after landing, and gettin' off the boat much later in the day, oh Jeezus, it was the land that was rockin' and swayin' causing me to chuck my cookies on arriving back at my apartment! Landsickness!
