August 1st will be a day that lives in infamy. Stam and I have filled a charter boat with a select bunch of our friends that includes the following: Kanektok kid, Parker, Chromeshine, NOFISH, Bucket, and B-RUN STEELIE. There are some others unknown to the board as well as some hill-billie relatives of stams, but you get the picture. It will be hard to beat the puke-fest from last year (17 of 24---over the side ), but it sounds like B-RUN is willing to start things off.

We'll keep ya posted and post lots of pics come D-Day.

Right on! Another blauh fest!!!

I'm looking forward to it. Never fished out in the Ocean for salmon.

At least if I puke, I will be in good company.

I should start taking my Dramamine now.....

What boat?

I might suggest a few pool competitions you could arrange just in case the fishing is slow.

Puke for distance and puke for volume.

to go along of course along with biggest fish.

I forgot you kick off the competition by lighting a cigar in the cabin just as you leave the dock and biting the head off a herring as you start the bar crossing.

Boat?

I figure this is something out of a scene from Florida - where the Cubans try to "float" across to America.

I was kinda figuring our "boat" was either a bunch of tied up inner tubes, a couple of floating inflatable blow up sheep, and/or maybe a floating 1962 Cadillac.

I'm sure if you watch the evening news on the 1st, you will get to see our dramatic Coast Guard Rescue!

Than again, if I were commanding the Coast Guard Copter, I'd just turn around and go home...

That would be the Fury, with Skipper Mike Harris and his female deckhand, Ingrid---the fantastic.

This will be the forth year I've fished with Mike and he's never let me down yet.

What and you didn't invite me. What the heck is up with that. Sol you and I could show the boys how to drink some beer. I could bring a couple kegs of my brothers private reserve. No wait that is way to good of a beer to have people pucking over the side. I will just save that for myself. Is No Fish coming along or do you guys plan on catching fish.

You're welcome to come, Pat. Just bring some Busch light, it will be a long day.

All you have to do to get B-run puking is repeat the phrase "Up an down" a few times while dipping your knees at the same time.
Of course you do this while your still standing on terra firma.

I'm going to take B-RUN under my wing, he'll be fine.

Hey pencil me in. Send me an email.

Its my intention to puke and be whitty at the same time.. the pukes a given, the whitty part is probably going to be alcohol related.

Jerry pegged it.. I am a spud picker living in the shadow of the temple on Salt Lake city time. I could puke in a rocking chair if I'm not carefull.

Looking forward to it

B-Run, you are truly a man among men! You already surrendered to pukin, gonna come all the way over to the saltchuck for abuse

I just wish our first meeting could have been in the relative solitude of the Clearwater.......I love that place

If there room ink me in, I'll show you boys how to chew Copenhagen and fishing.

August 1 , hmmm, day after king season closes here and I rarely begin picking on the cojos until about the 5th or so. Wonder if I could make it time after my trip on the 31st???????

I could leave my scoplamine patch off and I will make the Exocist look like a minor little burp from one of Parker's little ones!!

You guys sound like you need a designated driver anyhow

I don't think they would want you waving your Spey stick around on a charter boat Homer.. and somebodys sure to get a photo of you with a tuna rod in your hand with a big old penn reel on it which would damage your repution beyond repair. I suppose you could spray paint a feather duster silver, chop the handle off and put a hook on it and call it a herring fly !!!

Bob, you just don't fit the profile of a puker. I would think you would be up in the bow with your hair blowing in the salt spay laughing at the Gods of the sea...

B-RUN: Did you wipe your nose off after that or do you revel in the smell of butt?

Your welcome in my boat anyday, Bob, puke or no puke. Last year was a rough one. I ate Dramamine like peanuts and still had a couple of close calls. See below---17 of 24 on board puked over the side---several of which were wearing the patch.



Here's 5 of them going at it in one frame (you can barely see the hat of one poor fellow).

What a bunch of women All the tough talk this crowd tosses around this board and a little wave action and they hit thier knees like grandma.

King: Your Grandma hits her knee's often, does she?

I like her.