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The Newfoundlanders were inveterate lobstermen, and the harbor in Bonavista was dotted with close to 50 pots. One evening, Low summoned Brian and the mate, Pentz, to his cabin. They were both exhausted. Lou said, "Hey, you two go out there in a dory and pick up some pots so's we can have a lobster dinner." Pentz, not wanting to do anything but rest, said, "Jaysus, Skipper, you can't just go pull up a man's pots, we could get shot, for Christ's sake." Lou had an answer to every problem and replied, "Here's what you do. Every pot that you pull up that has lobsters, put a bottle of Rum in it" Pentz and Brian pulled five pots that contained 25 lobsters and put a bottle of Mount Gay in each pot. Brian recalled:

"The next morning when we got up, lo and behold, there were lobster buoys for as far as the eye could see. When we got ashore we were told that during the night some traps had caught bottles of rum and the whole village had set pots to try their luck."