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a few Angry Orchards right about now AND I believe it’s a Doug night at
the Rose.”
“Alright G-Man. I’ll meet you there in about an hour.”
“Hey man!” Garret says while pointing at Nick. “Today was a good
day.”
Garrett walks into the Wind Rose Café about an hour later, sits down
next to Captain Nick and says, “Wassup?”
“Not much,” Nick answers without enthusiasm. “Just hoping a few
beachwood aged Budweisers are going to wash the taste of the frat
boys away.”
“Oh, come onnnnn. It CAN’T be that bad,” Garrett answers, as Doug
makes his way down the bar to where the two are sitting.
“What can I get for ya Garrett?” he asks when he arrives.
“How about an ice cold Angry Orchard my good man.”
“Here you go G-man,” Doug says absently, as he sits the bottle down
on the bar.
“Why thank you, kind sir,” Garrett responds and bows his head.
He sips his apple cider like it’s a fine wine, sighs, and says “Ahhhh
vintage…” He looks at the born date on the bottle. “March 28th.
Exquisite.” He looks back toward Nick, inclines his head to demonstrate
his undivided attention, and says, “Please, continue.”
“Dude,” Nick starts. “My day was full of testosterone, high fives, Bud
Light, and an ass ton of unwarranted whooping and hollering.”
“You sound like a grumpy old man, brother.”
“I’m just tired of the spring break crowd.”
“It’s cash money dude!”
“Dude.”
“Bro…”
“DUDE!”
“BRO!”
“Say bro one more damn time and see what happens Garrett.”
“Chillax brother. It’s all gravy.”
“You’re right. Oh, we did bring in a 300 pound Mako.”
“Right on, man!” Garrett says while nodding his approval. “We, and
by ‘we’ I mean the three kids on my trip, caught 38 fish in 6 hours. It
was groovy.”
“300 pound Mako versus 38 guppies. I’d say the Mako wins the
‘groovy’ contest Garrett.”
“Oh, so what you’re saying is, catching one good fish you have to
throw back is better than loading a 48-quart cooler full of meat?”
“No. I’m just saying you can’t bring in a 300 pound Mako.”
“You need to center your chi, brother man. You’re in some kind of
mood.”
“Well the only way my chi will get re-centered is if I get on the water
without the bros.”
“I’ve got an idea,” Garrett says as his face lights up. “Why don’t we
go back down to the dock, hop on your boat, and have a good ol’ night
fishing competition? After we stop at the Chu’s and pick up some beers
to go, of course.”
“You challenging ME to a fishing competition?”
“If that’s what it takes to put my friend back in a good mood… yes.”
“You have a charter tomorrow?”
“Only a sunset dolphin tour, man.”
“Okay. The biggest single fish caught between now and 1pm
tomorrow pays for the fuel, beer, and food.”
“So,” Garret begins while stroking his chin. “What you’re saying is
size does matter?”
“Is it a bet?”
“Sure is brother man.”
Nick and Garrett stop at Chu’s and make their way to the dock. After
loading the boat with their supplies, they ease away from the dock.
“I’ll even let you pick our destination,” Nick says. “Even though I
ALWAYS know where the fish are.”
“Right on man. Why don’t we head out to the Triple Ledge out past
the R7 Naval tower? We can be there by midnight and have over 12
hours of fishing time before we have to head back in.”
“Sounds good to me. But don’t blame me when your mood goes
south when I’m catching all the fish out there.”
“Now you’re sounding like the Bros you took out on your charter
earlier today.” Garrett looks out toward the horizon and opens an Angry
Orchard while Nick points the boat toward the Ledge. “Brother, nothing
can ruin my mood when I’m out on the water.”
Little did they know that their lives were about to change forever.
Hell, the whole damn world was about to change and it all starts with
that first bite.
To be continued…
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