We went through an area known as Fields Cut today. Just as we approached it a big barge tug got in front of us. Normally that would be a downer, chugging along behind a slow barge and tug. But did I tell you it was Field's Cut?
I was quite content to follow him with low tide approaching and a notoriously shallow stretch of the ditch. Right away I figure this guy has local knowledge and all I need to do is follow him safely through...NOT!
The cut is about 3 miles long. Most of the way my depth sounder was reading 5 ft. Did I tell you we draw 4.5? Gulp!
We got about 3/4 of the way through when the barge suddenly stopped. Uh-oh! Now what do I do? Then he starts to try and back up. So I call him on the radio and he does not answer. Great! I am forced to move left...Great, now I am stuck. But wait! I am suddenly unstuck! Now if I can just get by that floating crab pot without getting my prop fouled....Yes! When last I saw the tug and barge he was still stuck. Several more hours waiting for tide to go up.
Hohum...just another days work!
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