I was bonefishing at Seaside Beach, in Alice Town, Eleuthera. Gershom Pinder, a local guide, came by and stood on the seawall and told me the only way I could catch a bonefish was if it was committing suicide. I said some colorful things and told him if he could do better to take the rod and do it. He said, OK. He wandered out there without polarized glasses and hooked up within a few minutes. He said the only way I could see a bonefish is if it jumped out of the water and stuck itself in my eye. I said some more colorful things. Gershom's daughters, Shamara and Jewel came along and he was showing them how to spot bonefish and telling them that I couldn't do that as well as they could. When they left I said some more colorful things.
