Two old fart's enjoying the bounties of St. Catherine Pass, down home in south Louisiana
Nice pic, looks like some good eatin’.
There are only two in the pic, the fish and the man.
I guess, the fish is considered an old fart! If so, don't know about the taste!!!
traveler90712 wrote:
There are only two in the pic, the fish and the man.
I guess, the fish is considered an old fart! If so, don't know about the taste!!!
The other old fart, myself, was taking the photo, guess I could have asked the fish to do that but I didn't want the slime on my phone!
Nice shot. Old farts know how to have the best fun. Relax while having the fun----best way.
Is that a flounder, if not what. Flounders are great eating.
Sirsnapalot wrote:
Two old fart's enjoying the bounties of St. Catherine Pass, down home in south Louisiana
John_F wrote:
Is that a flounder, if not what. Flounders are great eating.
Yes, it is a flounder and you're right, very good eating!
Sirsnapalot wrote:
Yes, it is a flounder and you're right, very good eating!
Summer Flounder, I think.
Now all you have to do is stuff it with crab meat and tell me what time dinner will be served!
Don
Or shrimp, or lobster, or mussels. Ahhhh, dem were da days.
PAR4DCR wrote:
Now all you have to do is stuff it with crab meat and tell me what time dinner will be served!
Don
John_F wrote:
Or shrimp, or lobster, or mussels. Ahhhh, dem were da days.
You fellas sound like you know your way around a flounder, around here, lump crab and shrimp stuffed flounder is a mainstay at most local seafood restaurants.
How many of you flounder guys ever went floundering when they burrowed lightly in the sandy shallows along waters edge. I can't remember if it was spring or fall. A bunch of us would form a line. Except for the last guy, each towed galvanized wash tube with a low box strapped in and a kerosene lantern dogged down on the box. Then we would wade along the water line in calf deep water. Each had a spear, mine had three tines. Then you would look at the sandy bottom for the tell tale silhouette and stab. Your catch went into the tube in front of you. Life is never perfect for there is another specie that does the same burrow in sand thing -- the little sting ray. That why we all had protective foot wear. Mine was oversize wooden clogs inside oversize basketball shoes. We knew a guy who would smoke anything and he went wild when we brung our flounder catch. He had wooden fruit boxes set short size down for tables. That was what Corpus Christi was line in 1954-56. My mouth is now watering.
John_F wrote:
How many of you flounder guys ever went floundering when they burrowed lightly in the sandy shallows along waters edge. I can't remember if it was spring or fall. A bunch of us would form a line. Except for the last guy, each towed galvanized wash tube with a low box strapped in and a kerosene lantern dogged down on the box. Then we would wade along the water line in calf deep water. Each had a spear, mine had three tines. Then you would look at the sandy bottom for the tell tale silhouette and stab. Your catch went into the tube in front of you. Life is never perfect for there is another specie that does the same burrow in sand thing -- the little sting ray. That why we all had protective foot wear. Mine was oversize wooden clogs inside oversize basketball shoes. We knew a guy who would smoke anything and he went wild when we brung our flounder catch. He had wooden fruit boxes set short size down for tables. That was what Corpus Christi was line in 1954-56. My mouth is now watering.
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In the late Sixties we'd wade the shallows around Grand Isle at night with a Colman lantern. We used it to spot the flounders just under the sand, the only thing exposed was its small head and eyes. We used a 36 inch brass welding rod sharpened to a point on one end and a small loop on the other to witch we tied a six foot stringer line with a big jug float at the end. When we spear a flounder we'd just push it up the rod and thread it on the line, on a good night we'd have half a stringer of flounder
That the Grabd Isle in Louisiana.
Sirsnapalot wrote:
In the late Sixties we'd wade the shallows around Grand Isle at night with a Colman lantern. We used it to spot the flounders just under the sand, the only thing exposed was its small head and eyes. We used a 36 inch brass welding rod sharpened to a point on one end and a small loop on the other to witch we tied a six foot stringer line with a big jug float at the end. When we spear a flounder we'd just push it up the rod and thread it on the line, on a good night we'd have half a stringer of flounder
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