Jungle Jim
Guest
Mooooeeee mal-oooooooooooooooooooooo.....
The shrimpers won't even attempt it. They stay put in port or if get caught unawares head for proverbial "any port in a storm". I've spent many an afternoon or even overnight anchored on the lee side of Isla San Jorge with a dozen or more PP shrimpers. Couple a times tried to make the afternoon run home only to be caught up in mother of all washing machines, ten foot swells coming in from the west, six foot chop coming in from the north, forty or fifty mile an hour winds and sixty degree water temps. Each swell puts fifty gallons of cold wind swept salt water over the gunnels, the scuppers are overloaded, a foot of water is on the deck, impossible to use the autopilot, forget about the vodka and lime chill-out. A person could walk faster than the headway the boat is making. Burn seventy or eighty gallons of gas just to go twenty miles. Always plan ahead with a wetsuit though, if you can get it on while being pitched around like a dog with a rag doll. A few years back I launched along with two guys with a brand new Arctic Cat about 25 foot or so. They never came back, not a trace, their truck and trailer were still at the launch three days later. That's offshore springtime fishing!
JJ
The shrimpers won't even attempt it. They stay put in port or if get caught unawares head for proverbial "any port in a storm". I've spent many an afternoon or even overnight anchored on the lee side of Isla San Jorge with a dozen or more PP shrimpers. Couple a times tried to make the afternoon run home only to be caught up in mother of all washing machines, ten foot swells coming in from the west, six foot chop coming in from the north, forty or fifty mile an hour winds and sixty degree water temps. Each swell puts fifty gallons of cold wind swept salt water over the gunnels, the scuppers are overloaded, a foot of water is on the deck, impossible to use the autopilot, forget about the vodka and lime chill-out. A person could walk faster than the headway the boat is making. Burn seventy or eighty gallons of gas just to go twenty miles. Always plan ahead with a wetsuit though, if you can get it on while being pitched around like a dog with a rag doll. A few years back I launched along with two guys with a brand new Arctic Cat about 25 foot or so. They never came back, not a trace, their truck and trailer were still at the launch three days later. That's offshore springtime fishing!
JJ