Everglades Fishing – Captain Ned Small

        After two days of wrangling all the gear into compact masses and lashing it down, we took the empty trash container and filled it with buckets of boat wax and chain saw oil, battery chargers and the odd anvil and unused metal (vice!) for weight, lashed it to the pilons under the house along with the skiff, (tied nine ways sideways,) all the other miscellaneous ephemera from under the house we stuffed into flooded canoes, filled the few remaining boats we couldn’t tie down with water and cement blocks, got the generator into operating position and inflated it’s tires, lashed down a few skiffs at Ted’s on Chokoloskee, trailereed Vicki’s golf cart to high ground, tried to buy a flashlight at the hardware store, (none left,) and made sure the Florida Panthers had one last meal, there’s nothing left but to sit back and watch the show. The cats are in the rafters, under the deck and in the engine compartment of my truck. Don’t try this at home!