With the stealth of a ninja, Kevin Whitley eased the kayak between two pilings in the middle of the Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel. He dropped the bait straight down. Instantly the fiddler crab was thumped by a big sheepshead, and the tug-of-war was on.
It’s the spark in their eyes that gets to Annabelle Wax. When the wind fills the sails and the boat pushes forward, water laps at the hull and splashes the children. The look they give is pure excitement.
There is a brief moment of chaos onboard the Backlash, a game fishing boat based in Virginia Beach, as a school of tuna slash through the bait spread.
Water was never Jason Murphy’s friend. An avid golfer, he knew well how it could ruin a round.
And Danny himself keeps a pair of pristine classics in his Suffolk garage. One is a flashy orange 1977 Super Scout II. The other is a Bahama blue 1964 Scout 80 with less than 32,000 miles.
Sometimes getting stung by jellyfish is inevitable. Robin Lang accepted this at some point during a 10-mile Hawaiian swim from Lanai to Maui.