Big Brass Ones Don’t Float

We lost another fisherman last week.  This time it was an experienced charter captain whose boat was under tow at Quicks Hole off the Vineyard.  By all accounts I’ve read, it would appear the boat rolled in heavy seas going through the hole.  No alcohol involved, not a mention of negligence.

This points to a nasty little contracdiction in our sport.  Great anglers often take chances.  We rely on our experience and confidence to bring us success, and in doing so, we often put ourselves into situations that could have potentially disasterous consequences.  Because it’s a rather testoterone laden sport, many of us have pretty high views of our own skills.  Heck, I’ll admit to having gotten all swelled up on occassion after I pulled off something particularly tough.

The problem is this: the situation can change in a minute.  No matter how experienced or how squared away we’ve got our stuff, we’re all liable to situations as happened over the weekend.  Do your best to limit your exposure and think twice about the real risks.

Send in those reports!


Mark N. Cahill has been writing and editing for since 1995. He started fishing in the mid-1960's and caught his first striper off World's End in Hingham in 1966. From there on in it was an obsession. He loves fishing for tuna, and fly fishing for striped bass. In a pinch, anything with fins will do...

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