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Originally Posted by Quanman
I was going to school and had a friend who had a boat. We talked about fishing and decided one October day we would head out for the Football bite. His boat was docked in Edgewater and when I got there it was a 22' modified V hull cuddy cabin. I thought this could be challenging but I already had lunch packed and my case of beer and fishing gear ready. We climb aboard at 4:30 am and head down the Hudson River in the dark and fog. I stayed up in the bow looking for floating logs as we made our way slowly to Sandy Hook to fuel up and get bait. Now we head east towards the Mud hole ready for some fishing. The sun comes up and it is a beautiful October day. I don't remember how long it took to get out there but it seemed like hours. I see a fleet and figure that's where the action is. I cut up some butterfish and start chunking. Within a few minutes we are covered up with Mahi's. My buddy who's boat it is goes down in the cuddy to get his rod and comes up two minutes later looking a little green. I pay it no mind and start catching Mahi's. Not two minutes later he's chummin like crazy. Now my friend that I brought with me sees this and he starts pukin right next to him.Within 15 minutes they decide they need to leave and get back in. I'm freaking fuming because there are fish around the boat and we have to leave. So for the ride home I put on a 4" red devil, sit on my cooler, and start letting out all my line. Now I figure hell with it and start drinking beer after beer after beer and then WACK the red devil gets hit. Stop the boat these two guys start puking again while I reel in a nice little "fat albert". Now off we go again and there I go again beer after beer after beer. Get inshore and even that proves to much for them to handle so my buddy decides to head home the back way around Staten Island and the nasty back rivers. Needless to say I wasn't very happy and the 3 beers left in my cooler was all the proof needed. We get back to the dock I go to step up on the dock and "Splash" right in the water, fish in hand. Well at least we had a laugh to end the day....
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Has a similar situation in St. Martin, two girls kept getting sick. However it was a charter so they had to deal with it until we were done and I did not fall in the water and the end of the trip.
Your in, good luck.
