Capt Walt use to sit on the bridge of his ARNO listening to Big Band Swing Music and bluegrass. at least that was the cd's we would always pick out and listen to while we were fishing. I loved the story he would tell about one day when he had a limit of 4 big bluefins. It was rough as hell and anyone who rode on ARNO remembers how that boat would react in a following seas. Well one of his charters made it up to the bridge and says it sucks that we lost a tuna. Walt said yea but we got a limit anyway. The guy says no Capt. We lost a tuna. That last wave we hit just threw open the color lid and one of the tunas slid over the transom and out of the boat.
On another winter trip walt and I went out to the sandgill alone. We wanted to load the boat with fat seabass. Man where the big. 5lbers everyone of them. Well- they were before the bluefish got to them. We couldn't get a seabass to the boat. Finally we broke out the 50's and put them in the rod holders. We would get bit and race to the top. A few actually made it in the boat whole
Last edited by Squidnation; 11-16-2009 at 09:26 PM.
Sounds like captain Walt was a gentleman and true waterman. Bass and togs during the mid Atlantic winter gets my respect. May he rest in peace.
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Yes that was my father. He was always one to do whatevever, just because he wanted to. He started his flying career towing banners in oc years ago. I can recall him telling me a story of having a strong headwind, so he slowed down as much as possible and at one point was actually going backwards over the ground. My first offshore trip was his as well on his 20 Mako with four extra fuel tanks on the deck. We caught a 47# YFT and like many of us, we were hooked. Many trips solo on his 27 Seacraft. I can remember when he borrowed J.D. Quillins piper cub and flew out to take some pictures of the Arno after he baught it from Harry Moore. He came in behind us low and then pulled up as if to miss the outriggers and the charter guests asked if we would tell him to do it again. Bill, I can remember after he first got diagnosed with brain cancer, he couldn't recall a story for shit but he could still run that boat and shoot skeet. He also took several more trips on the Tiki with friends that he enjoyed very much.
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Well one of his charters made it up to the bridge and says it sucks that we lost a tuna. Walt said yea but we got a limit anyway. The guy says no Capt. We lost a tuna. That last wave we hit just threw open the color lid and one of the tunas slid over the transom and out of the boat.
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