Miss Judy Charters
Captain Judy Helmey
"Kicking Fish Tail Since 1956!"
124 Palmetto Drive
Savannah, Georgia 31410
912 897 4921 or 912 897 3460 fax
www.missjudycharters.com
August 20, 2007
Captain Judy's Saltwater Fishing Report
Which includes:
Inshore report, Offshore Report, Freshies Suggestions, and "Little Miss Judy's Believe It or Not!" (Story)
"Little Miss Judy's Believe It or Not!"
"No Names Needed"
Part Two
I also took my father's fishing doctor friend's son on my boat. This was an annual event, which took on grand portions of different directions. Firstly, we always went to the Texas tower, where we would anchor up, sometimes fish, sometimes swim, and always drank!
It was an interesting day for sure. The son of my father's drinking friend was very good looking, had lots of clout in the medical world, which in turn gave him much opportunity in the "getting attention mode!" Although he was married at this time, I don't think he ever stopped dating. At least this is just my opinion and as you all know sometimes opinions have absolutely no truth to them.
I remember this one time while anchor at the Texas tower. There were 5 nurses and one doctor all in the water hanging on to my stern rope. Back in the good old days it seems we only thought about sharks when we actually saw them. Now this is to me is so funny. If you think about it the sharks were more plentiful and certainly bigger in yesteryear. There was this one time in particular where sharks definitely made a showing.
Apparently, the sharks picked up on some sort of scent. Heck, as far as I knew it could have been someone's perfume. I remember lots of those different smells once everyone boarded the boat. I was sitting in my helm trying not to look at the happenings taking place in the water. Heck, it's hard to do this when there is laughter, screaming, and splashing going on at the stern of your boat. Out the corner of my eye I saw something large and dark under the water making way in our direction.
Where we were anchored….
The Texas tower looked liked like an offshore oilrig. It was located at the end of the shipping channel and this was where the ships when leaving the port would either make there way north or south. This marked the beginning of the shipping channel entrance. Boats of all sizes always had this spot "tunnel visioned" into their fishing day. This basically meant, "There isn't fish anywhere else, but at the tower," which certainly wasn't true especially during this time. However, during the weekends there were plenty of boats circling, anchored, and tied to the tower. Heck, fishermen left their boats, climbed on the tower and exactly fish directly from the attached walkways.
I remember this one-day right before I took my father's fishing doctor friend's son. Daddy had taken some divers out to the Texas tower to do a little diving and fish spearing. Back in the old days Daddy took a lot of sports divers out to this area. There were a few instances that I remember just like it was yesterday. The first is the fact that all skin diving suits were totally back and the regulators were the "old timey ones." Here's my rendition of what I remember them looking like. Do your remember the show "Sea Hunt?" I remember those large black hoses coming out of each side not a single one like the high tech ones of today do.
I remember the divers talking about this "big Jew fish" that lived down under around the tower legs. According to them it was a big as a "volkswagon." Now there is a reason that I am telling you all on this in the first place so as to tie it into the story. Daddy had about 6 divers down all moving about the tower legs and shooting their fish of choice. As they shot their fish, they remove them off the spear and put them into the fish bag. The fish bag was attached to the diver's belt, which had a 6-foot leader line. This kept the bag with the dieing, bleeding, and dead fish at least 6 feet from the diver. At the time it sounded good, but later on you will find out it wasn't such a good idea. A large shark grabbed the bag and started to swim off with it. And you already know what happened the diver was pulled behind the shark. The diver should have used his knife to cut the bag's leader, but it was dropped. It was a big shark! According to the very disturbed and shaking diver he had felted the tail bush him a few times. It happened fast, but according to the diver he felt like he had been trolled for several hundred feet. The good news is that the leader line did break freeing the diver from the shark. Now back to the story at hand…..Doctor and Nurses in the water behind my boat…..The something large and dark did turned out to be a large shark that surfaced right behind the boat. Of course, it looked like a great white, which turned out to be an impressive size tiger shark. This boiled down to big shark with lots of white teeth, everyone screaming while trying to get out of the water at the same time! As of this moment I no longer had any trouble from my father's fishing friend's son in regards to getting out of the boat into the water!
Here's My Line Now Bite My Hook!
Captain Judy
"Fish Whisperer"