Me and the family went for a ride Monday afternoon, we left out of port Hatchineha around 3:30 and was taking in some great sights. I decided to stop by the yacht club before we went home...Thats when the nightmare began, I let my wife take our daughter for a spin around gator cove which ended in disaster you guessed it everyone was safe but the boat layed on her side in four foot of water. I am sure alot of ya'll know this but Monday evening at the yaht club is a very lonely place. Long story short both phones went in the drink and we were there for 18 long cold hours. In the morning I blew my whistle and yelled at the spec fisherman for four hours, NOT ONE of them came over. Finally an airboater running a tour out of camp Lester stopped and took us back to Mack. I owe him...
I hope there are no spec fisherman broke down in my path in the near future...
I hope there are no spec fisherman broke down in my path in the near future...