Captain Art is Sena's dad. Art broke into fishing on the Cape Flattery, run by his father in law, Lars Jangaard. He later fished on the Alrita for Otto Jangaard, Lars's brother. He finished his career Captain Art of the Alrita.
But then it happened. I suddenly realized I was becoming a superstitious, irrational scaredy-cat. For what reason did I graduate from the University of Washington? To become a cowardly, mindless, superstitious old-timer? Had I totally lost the power of rational thought? Enough of this nonsense I declared, loud and clear, to myself. Tonight, this mattress gets tipped over, sleep will be restored and flesh will heal.
Do I have to tell you what happened? Don’t you know how this turns out? Have you ever defied the will of Odin, the wrath of Neptune?
The next morning, after six hours of glorious, deep, unmolested sleep I eagerly joined the crew in donning my oilskins, sharpening the dressing knives, chopping the bait and reaching out to grab our first flag and start hauling. At this point we had at least 70,000 pounds under the deck, all dressed and iced and in perfect order. Another 3 to 4 days and we’d be steaming home low in the water and our fish hold full. I caught the flag, quickly untied the bag and flag and started coiling the buoy line. Up and up it came and then WHAM! ... the 50 pound anchor was slung aboard and our fishing day began.
Yes, the weather held…but the fishing didn’t. As the first set came up, the smiles disappeared. Where were they? Had we moved off them? Or had they swam away? We hauled all three sets and we got a few but nothing close to the 10,000 per day that we had been doing. We moved a bit and...same story. We moved back, same again. After another week we were done. We had a great trip, close to twice our average for the past several trips. And we had, probably, beaten the mighty Alrita.
A few days later we were home on our lay-up, and after we had settled up I encountered Otto, skipper of Alrita.
“I hear you fellas had a big trip“ Otto said.
“Yeah, not bad”, I understated. “How about you guys“?
“Yah, pretty good“ said Otto “We deck-loaded and sold 110,000 pounds in Kodiak. Yah, a good trip.“
I didn’t tell him about my mattress.