RodneyWright wrote:
Ryan Holton wrote:
but I am just a jaded, ex-commerical crab fisherman.
Wait, what? Crab fisherman in a past life? Do tell....
I'd love to say it was 1% as glamorous as The Deadliest Catch, but its not
I am the son of a commercial shrimp boat owner. It literally was the best of times and the worst of times. Dad sunk the boat on Diamond Shoals when I was about 11. Two years later Mom gave him the ultimatum of her vs the boat. Dad decided it was time to get off the water. Fast forward a few years and Dad gets the "itch" and starts a commercial crab fishing operation. Makes some good side money. Fast forward a few more years, young Ryan is just finishing his Freshman year at ECU and Dad offers him a job working the crab boat while Dad "takes the summer off". Unlike the Deadliest Catch, we would put up to a buoy and turn the wheel hard right and do circles. Surprisingly it didn't make me nauseous. I did that for 3 summers, at my peak I think I was fishing 400-500 pots per day. After I finished my third summer I told my parents I would be a male prostitute before I stepped foot on another crab boat.
In those 3 summers I:
-Got jellyfish slung into every orifice on my face (surprisingly, the nose was the worst, by far)
-Every appendage bitten by a crab
-Lost most of the skin on my hands (think dishpan hands x eleventy billion) and they stank (a hit with the ladies)
-Sunk the boat
-Tore ligaments in my wrist
-Stranded more times than I can count
-Ran head-on into another boat
-Ticketed for undersized crabs (still shows up on my background checks)
-Searched for running drugs
-Threatened multiple times for fishing others pots (hell I didn't want to fish my pots much less someone elses)
Great life experience but still wouldn't do it ever again. The grounds we used to fish are mostly dead now due to over fishing.