Galveston Fishing Charter Company
832-917-FISH(3474)
Many of you recall my predecessor, Vince Stigligh Jr. One of his classic columns included a local rendition of a popular Christmas poem. With the Christmas slowdown in fishing I felt it this would be a good choice for today.
Twas the night before Christmas on the island you know; Way out on West Bay where there is no snow, Asleep in their bunks were Billy and Lou, a dreamin’ of limits like me and like you. Not stockings but waders hung close to their bed for those were two anglers, what more need be said?
Then all of a sudden from out of
the night come such a ruckus it gave them a fright! They saw ’cross the
water like a shot from a gun.
A highly decorated outboard
com’in on the run; the driver was casting and reeling at will and
horsepower not reindeer he drove with such skill.
Come on there, Johnson and you too Mercury, there’s going to be plenty of action for you and for me.
The driver in old Levi’s and a shirt that was red, had a cap filled with lures on top of his head.
As he stepped from the outboard,
he was truly a sight with rod and reel ready and raring to fight. As he
burst into the cabin, the anglers awoke. And both so astonished that one
spoke.
He filled their ice chest with goodies galore, so much that neither could think of anything more.
When Billy recovered the use of his jaws, he asked in a whisper “are you Santa Claus?
“Am I the real Santa? Well, what do you think?” And he smiled as he gave both anglers a wink.
Then he leapt into his outboard and called back in a drawl “To all Texas Anglers tight lines and full limits Y’all”
In closing, I want to wish all of you a wonderful Christmas Day.
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