Dark Caribbean

This book was written by using the author’s aircraft log and his ship’s log when he was a commercial lobsterman trapping the Caribbean Sea and the Bahamas. With two huge vessels he and his partner set crawfish (Florida & Caribbean lobster) traps off the coast of South America, St. Croix, Cochinos Banks behind Cuba, and most of the Bahamian Banks all the way to the farthest northern reef in the Bahamas. They fought running gun battles with pirates until they decided to settle near Lily Bank on the Little Bahama Bank near the world famous blue marlin tournament grounds near Walker’s Cay. For two years there were no pirates in that area and only a few local natives tried stealing from their traps, and they stopped when Rick delivered them a message via: chain mail from his airplane. Pirates found their 3,000 traps in the 3rd year and the shooting began again. After two more years of thieves, Rick climbed in his plane determined to locate a place on the Florida coast where he and his best friend could be left alone to fish for their living. While his best friend began bringing their traps back across the Gulfstream to Riviera Beach, Florida Rick and his wife began flying along the coasts of Florida. While passing over the Southern Everglades they spotted a small town among the Ten Thousand Islands. As Rick flew over it his wife pointed down and said one word…Traps. After spending three days in Everglade’s City they returned to Lily Bank on their trapping vessel. When his friend heard what they had seen he said, “Sounds like you mighta found a place where we can fish without machineguns.” Probably woulda been too, if it hadn’t been for one little glitch in the dream. Everglade’s City was the import hub for most of the drugs coming into the USA from points south. Now you know where that famous bumper sticker originated…SHIT HAPPENS.