The Salt Life...Behind the Helm...

mplete with a black baseball cap. "Good morning Moose" I reply as I sip my coffee. "Good morning Morgan" he smiles back with one of the whitest perfect smiles I've ever seen. This i

e deck. "Ahhh yeah." Moose replied as he put his white slickers on over his clothes. Scott pu

is the puller box. On this boat it's about a 4 foot high, 2.5 foot square pillar which holds the winch mechanism. Inside the enclosed box are the hydraulic hoses and motor parts, that run the winch, located on the outside port side of the box. The winc

h room to slide the traps from the trap table to the clearing table. The clearing table is a wide aluminum table permanently mounted on the stern gunwale, starboard of the puller box that goes from the trap table to the starboard side of the boat. The trap table is mounted on the stern gunwale port si

n the boat, I love watching him move. I have a rear view mirror mounted above the windshield, just like in a car, so I can easily watch everythi

e liked if it would've worked out. I run a tight ship, and Scott likes that. We have completely opposite personalities, which is the perfect balance for a power couple. It took several years for us to find the balance where we stopped butting heads of who's the boss. We established hierarchy early

ut my foot down really easily. And honestly I'm either known as a sweetheart or a total bitch depending on the situation or who you talk to. I'm pretty sure this has a lot to do with our culture differences during upb

one that can go either way depe

but we noticed right away that he struggled a bit. He definitely needed to get the dance smoothed out. He's a good person, a very hard worker, and has the strength of a team of oxen. We like him, so we took the time to sharpen his skills. Scott took it slow for awhile and showed Moose minor adjustments to his methods to make his job much much easier, much much faster, and much much smoother. Alrea

h the trap line. Patrón got in his position with his paws up on the ledge of the windshield looking out the front window, where he loves to watch everything around him. Moose adjusted his baseball cap and sunglasses and looked forward

ht hand and he used his left hand to slide the rope through the rope roller of the trap table and pull it to the winch. Switched hands and turned on the winch with his left hand as the rope coiled into his right hand. After a few coils of the rope he threw the buoy back out and completed pulling the trap out of the water. The trap slid up onto the table, triggered the sw

tinue forward. Patrón's back feet dance as he looks at the seagulls flying in front of the boat. Scott slides the next trap over and opens the lid as Moose gets ready for the next one. Every movement they make is intentionally precise, and smooth