A Little Night Fishing

I caught up with a couple of family members and a friend fishing for bait at Anthier's last evening (real fishermen catch their own bait). And, happy to say, the 50mm f/1.2 did a great job of turning night into day.

 

Boots and a hand-painted sword - essentials in any good fisherman's list of gear. 
Taking in the delights of the first cast, which included a mullet or two. 
Clinton, a fisher by name and by trade.
And the circle comes 'round again. I also have a photo of Clinton's grandfather Sandy fishing for quahaugs in this same spot (found it, see below - taken in July 2007 when Mr. Fisher was 91 years old).  The final result: a handsome bass. 

After Sandy

Edmund Willoughby, at the fore in Edgartown's post-Sandy clean-up.





Edgartown Yacht Club


Edgartown's nearly-empty outer harbor, a rare occurence.


Ditto for the inner harbor.








Boats are going back into the water.


Captain Sandy Fisher readies for another day of scalloping, having barely missed a beat.


The beat goes on, as well, for Clinton Fisher and Steve Kuehne who are Cape Pogue-bound. The question for today is, "Will the scallops still be out there, or did they get blown away?"


Good luck, fishermen.


This little dinghy stood up to its namesake storm just fine.


One of the three Edgartown Sandy Fishers - a fisher by name and by trade, and Clinton's Uncle.


Scalloping partners Jake Bassett and Jay Bennett, carrying on another family legacy - the long-standing Bassett-Bennett connection.


Davis Lane


The Hagerty crew.


High tide at South Beach.