After years wandering the Caribbean and Bahamas aboard my crawfish boat (Yankees call 'em lobsters) loaded with crawfish traps, I tired of the gun battles with pirates (we just called 'em thieves) and returned to Florida. My long time friend and partner soon followed me in his crawfish boat. We settled in Everglades City and began trapping stone crabs. We all thought we'd found the mythical Shan-gri-la, and it could have been, except for one small fact that we weren't aware of until after we had bought homes, new boats, airplanes, and had built thousands of traps...Everglades City was the s more...
