This was a time when Sea Hunt (1958) with Lloyd Bridges was on T.V. and Moby Dick had been released into the movie theaters (late 50s I suppose).
I grew up in central Texas on a 40 acre farm so all my fishing was freshwater for Bass, Perch, and Catfish. No high tech just a cane pole and some places where you could get down to the water to throw your line out. I caught a 5.5 pound Bass out of (24 days on a raft in the Pacific with Rickenbacker) Bill Cherry's stock pond which broke my cane pole in two places. Someone, maybe dad, had told me to tie the line not just at the end of the cane pole but in the middle and the end where you hold the pole... That saved me from losing the fish as I ended up basically pulling my broken pole and fish to dry land.
Sometime later dad said we were going to Baja and do some deep sea fishing.. I was excited as visions of going fishing on the boat Lloyd Bridges used danced in my stupid little brain !
We arrived and met Ernesto who would be our skipper and guide. He and his wife plus a few kids had a mud floored hut close to the water where they lived. I was sitting on a 16 foot wooden
boat with maybe a 10 or 20 H.P. ? outboard motor waiting for the Sea Hunt ship/boat to arrive... The next thing I knew I was being commandeered to help pull the wooden boat into the water ...
There were Seals and all kinds of birds that would steal your bait and anything else they thought they could get away with. The ocean swells were big enough I was starting to get sea sick until the ocean not 50 yards away exploded into a geyser of hissing sea foam and water.
I looked at Ernesto who had his big floppy straw hat pulled down over his eyes as I assume he was asleep. With all the noise he stirred just enough to raise the brim of his hat and open his eyes while pointing to say, "Whale" with a very Spanish accent.
Folks this was many years before there were cruises to go pet the whales and be one with nature. This was a time in my mind that Moby's Dick was not 50 yards away and might be coming for us all !!
Needless to say we all survived and even caught a few fish .... Also having the Moby encounter absolutely cured my beginning sea sickness...
I grew up in central Texas on a 40 acre farm so all my fishing was freshwater for Bass, Perch, and Catfish. No high tech just a cane pole and some places where you could get down to the water to throw your line out. I caught a 5.5 pound Bass out of (24 days on a raft in the Pacific with Rickenbacker) Bill Cherry's stock pond which broke my cane pole in two places. Someone, maybe dad, had told me to tie the line not just at the end of the cane pole but in the middle and the end where you hold the pole... That saved me from losing the fish as I ended up basically pulling my broken pole and fish to dry land.
Sometime later dad said we were going to Baja and do some deep sea fishing.. I was excited as visions of going fishing on the boat Lloyd Bridges used danced in my stupid little brain !
We arrived and met Ernesto who would be our skipper and guide. He and his wife plus a few kids had a mud floored hut close to the water where they lived. I was sitting on a 16 foot wooden
boat with maybe a 10 or 20 H.P. ? outboard motor waiting for the Sea Hunt ship/boat to arrive... The next thing I knew I was being commandeered to help pull the wooden boat into the water ...
There were Seals and all kinds of birds that would steal your bait and anything else they thought they could get away with. The ocean swells were big enough I was starting to get sea sick until the ocean not 50 yards away exploded into a geyser of hissing sea foam and water.
I looked at Ernesto who had his big floppy straw hat pulled down over his eyes as I assume he was asleep. With all the noise he stirred just enough to raise the brim of his hat and open his eyes while pointing to say, "Whale" with a very Spanish accent.
Folks this was many years before there were cruises to go pet the whales and be one with nature. This was a time in my mind that Moby's Dick was not 50 yards away and might be coming for us all !!
Needless to say we all survived and even caught a few fish .... Also having the Moby encounter absolutely cured my beginning sea sickness...
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