highline56 Vignettes

[this is from an email exchange about fishing, etc, posted by permission]
Hired by IRS 8/73 and transferred to their Aberdeen office in '77. Started fishing Westport '53, the month Dad moved back to Seattle with UAL. With the available fishing, clamdigging and Coastal environment, that seemed too good to be true.

Found Nietula already living there and loving to fish as much as I do. Also drinking a beer, or two, which I did.Hung up the Pads around '91 having had to go to the hard stuff to get any kind of buzz(not a real good sign, I've been told).That may have had something to do with the 21 & a half cans that he & I each tossed down that Saturday before going out for more. I also understand the body gets to the point of high tolerance before heading down the other way(quickly). Thanks, but no thanks, I'll pass.

Grays Harbor, for IRS work was kind of neat. Lots of Tax Protesters & game players creating excellent situations to hone interview skills.
Back to a couple of your other thoughts - I was helper on the Hula Girl, a 60 ft Charter Boat out of Honolulu Harbor in the early '50's and have seen my share of nasty weather including the Westport Bar (the one out in the ocean). Zane Rockey, on his Boat,The Modoc, took a wave head-on(the Helper was steering)and was tossed overboard off the ladder (to the upper deck )into the drink and, one other time with Newt, his boat, in a huge following sea, coming back in, had the rudder fall off(due to electrolysis from no maintenance) and we nearly rolled that sucker. No time to puke. The odd thing is you really don't have time to be scared.

Speaking of Football, in the '55 edition [pirates log] there is a chap, Dick Coleman, who not only played but could punt a Football higher than Binford could throw that Hummer, Those two gentlemen had the Touch. Binford, I understand was fatally injured in an industrial accident and Coleman wound up flying for United (Capt Ken Linville may be a little more current on his present location).