Shrimpin' Ain't Easy

  • Tuesday, May 26, 2009

The sea was angry that day my friends, as storms rocked the boat up, down and side to side. Each time the boat lifted and dove back into a series of six-foot waves, my stomach tightened into more knots.
"Don't worry Paul, the water will calm down in a few minutes," first mate Vincent Vierra said as we made our way out to sea.



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