THE MARSHES LOOKED GOOD AND HAD THAT FUNKY SMELL I LOVE SO WELL..SKY IS A LITTLE OVERCAST PROMISING RAIN AT ANY MOMENT..THE OLD BLACK DUDE WAS SITTING ON A FIVEGALLON BUCKET UNDER A LARGE SIGN THAT SAID NO FISHING FROM DOCK...HE WAS MINDING FOUR RODS AND SEEMED VERY OCCUPIED IGNORING MY PRESCENCE COMPLETLY..I LEFT HIM TO HIS FISHING AND TOOK THE HIGHWAY ACROSS THE CREEK TO THE SHRIMP DOCKS ON THE OTHER SIDE CAMERA IN HAND I WAS COLLECTING PAINTING IDEAS AND WAS LOOKING FORWARD TO A NICE COLD COORS FROM THE BAR....I TOOK MY BEER AROUND TO THE BACK AND PICKED ME OUT A SHADY TABLE AND CHAIR.. AND GOT COMFY...THE FLUFFY OLD HOUSE TOM CAT CAME OVER TO CHECK OUT THINGS AND POPPED HIS FLUFFY TAIL TO FULL MAST IN RECOGNITION...SO I GAVE HIM SOME CHIN RUBBING..THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE SPOTS...RUN DOWN JUST ENOUGH TO MAKE IT LOOK ARTY....YOU KNOW THE PEOPLE THAT RUN IT AND THEY KNOW YOU RIGHT ON THE DOCK SO YOU KNOW THEIR SEAFOOD IS FRESH CAUGHT.. I ASKED THE BARKEEP WHO THE OLD BLACK GUY FISHING ACROSS THE CREEK WAS...... THATS JOHN HENRY WHITTINGTON..HE ANSWERS ONLY TO JOHN HENRY.. OTHERWISE HE ACTS DEAF...IT SAYS NO FISHING I SAID...JOHN HAS BEEN FISHING THE CREEK SINCE GOD CREATED THE EARTH AN AINT NO SIGN GONNA STOP HIM......YOU GO BACK ASK HIM ABOUT BLUE CRAB TELL HIM BOBBY SAID ASK....I DID THAT AND THE OLD MAN SAID GOT A FEW.. FIDDY SENCE APEICE.. YOU GOT A DOZEN I ASKED?....YOU GOT A BUCKET HE ASKED... THIS HERE IS MY JOB ..IM HERE EVERY DAY CRAB...FISH AND FISHIN MINNERS..ANYTIME FROM SUN UP TIL SUN DOWN...AND SO I LEFT SATISFIED GOOD FRESH CRAB AND A GOOD STORY....EVEN A FEW PICTURES...AS THE SONG SAYS I WAS BORN UNDER A WANDERING STAR THE HAWK FLIES LOVE TO YOU.... I BOILED THE CRAB AND PICKED IT OUT IM EATING SOME ON A SALAD BED JUST A LITTLE MAYO AND SQUEEZINS FROM A LIME...THE REST ARE IN THE FREEZER FOR A COLD WINTERS SOUP....LOVE BILL
Posted on: Mon, 11 Aug 2014 18:33:01 +0000
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