Mike Corey

Hauling the lines back in is no easy feat either.

The fish have to be unhooked and sorted by species, and they have to toss back any bycatch, fish they don't have a license for.

The lines often get tangled, hooks get damaged or lost,

Everything has to be repaired and coiled before it can be cast out again.

When the last of the long line is retrieved, Bob makes his way carefully across the slippery deck to the bait shed, where Mike is prepping their next line.

Need a hand, Mike?

Mike doesn't look up, just jerks his chin at a pile of tangled line.

Good luck with that, though.

It's all frayed to hell.

What kind of skipper tries to fish with gear like this, anyway?

Bob sits down on an overturned bucket and starts disentangling the line.

Sounds like you don't like this boat so much anymore?

Nah, the boat's fine.

It's the captain I'm worried about.

You think he doesn't know what he's doing?

Well, he doesn't know where the fish are.

That's for damn sure.

The bilge alarm goes off.

Again.

Gigi Mork appears in the bait shed doorway and tells Bob to go turn on the pump.