Sailfish Sighting
A couple of weeks ago me and Leon Padilla was choogl'in east on that channel between Useppa and Mondongo Island, cause we had been out cast nett'in mullet for the Mount Zion Baptist Church Fish fry next Saturday under them docks north of Pejuan Cove on the backside of La Costa Island. Anyways, we had the one speaker that ain't blown out yet, play'in "Come on down to my boat baby" by Every Mother's Son, on his eight track and we was drink'in a couple of beers what were pretty cold considering they was buried with the mullet in one of those wooden orange crates all afterrnoon. We was out in that "well boat" that Leon made out of that Seacraft he bought from the insurance man that got rolled around in the high and dry marina that collapsed in Hurricane Charlie over there in Pineland.
So everything was looking pretty good until I seen three guys do'in jumping jacks like they was at the middle school Cheerleader tryouts, off to the port side. I eased off the throttle and spun around to see what what their deal was and they were in "heron wad'in water" with their engine down. Had one of them big 'ol silver Hondas that looked like one of those side by side refrigerators they got at Lowes that Tammy Sue keeps "Jones'in" about gett'in.
When we got up by them I noticed they was dressed up real fancy with them real loose fitt'in, colorful, fish'in shirts wif all them pockets and "D" rings on them so I guess they can lash off their sunglasses. They looked to me like they might be a little light in their deck shoes, so I just stood off a few yards and tossed a line to them. I told them to tilt the engine up so I could drag them back to the channel and the three of 'em looked at me with their heads tilting back and forth like the neighbor ladie's jack russell. Here they were out in one of those new Sailfish, I think, and they didn't know the motor would tilt up plus they still had it stuffed in forward. one of 'em said they borrowed it from his uncle. Leon told the one guy to clear out from behind the leaning post because he could get crushed if they tilted the big 'ol Frigidare motor all they way up and he told the guy behind the wheel to mash the little toggle switch on the side of the throttle handle. We drug 'em back to the high and dry marina with out tell'in 'em that if they put the throttle back in neutral, it would start. It was easier to just pull 'em home than hav'in to go rescue them again.
I guess one of them was an interior decorator so he picked up on the reverse strakes on both boats and tried to tell Leon he had a Sailfish too. Well, he got them straighten out about that in a New York minute, but he mess'ed up a little by go'in on and tell'in them there ain't even no such thing as a Classic Sailfish Gathering. Leon kinda' blurted out about about the Long Point - Sea Craft Island deal in May and those three knuckleheads were all over that like a duck on a June bug. Anyway, I wanted to mention to you'll that these guys might show up in a big motorcoach pullin' a pea green Sailfish. As we eased off down the channel, I fix'ed it up as good as I could though, by tellin' 'em to get a site next to Danny - that he just loves Sailfish.
I keep tell'in Leon we need to get them speakers fixed and and put that cassette player in the Seacraft, that he's got in his Ford Maverick. That way we can play Sandy's Grinderswitch tape at Long Point.
Floyd Ponce
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02-14-2014, 08:51 AM
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