When Baseball Hall of Fame catcher Gary Carter died recently I thought of my morning fishing with Jim “Catfish” Hunter, another Hall of Famer, and Mel Stottlemyer.
I joined them at an Everglades fishing guide camp where we each were assigned a guide and boat for the morning. I told the two that I wanted to shoot early in the morning with the better light then wait until they’d finished fishing and get a photo of the pair with their take for the morning. That way they could fish in piece without me staring at their every cast and retrieval.
Everyone agreed. I was very pleased because I’d brought along my fishing gear hoping to have a few moments alone with a profession Everglades fishing guide on someone else’s dollar.
I don’t remember exactly how long we fished and how many fish I caught but it was long enough that I had more fun fishing than shooting Catfish.
Somewhere in my personal photo collection in the obligatory photo with a 20mm lens at arms length of me in the corner of the frame with the two Yankees and their guides gathered around the catch.
The biggest fish in the middle of the frame. That’s mine!