Ode to the Commercial Lobstermen

“I got a mayday out,” lobsterman Tim Walsh reflects on the moment his boat set fire in a state of panic. Shortly thereafter, six boats appeared on the horizon, gunning in his direction.
The fishing day begins with the grumble of engines calling out in the moonlight. Four hundred traps await him and his mate, the mere suggestion enough to make your average man press snooze. Each trap is maintained, baited, and harvested by hand, and when the fishing is good, they go out every day. When the fishing is slow, they repair the boat, assist another captain, or help keep the local dock in prime condition-another small gesture underlining the beating heart of a tight community.
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