• Savannah Saltwater Fishing Report (Part 2) - GA

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  • Savannah Saltwater Fishing Report (Part 2) - GA

    While fishing with family/ friends this past week we found out that the winter king fish are still here! While pulling 31/2 drone spoon with blue flash the group caught 10 kings and released 7 little tunny. It was a busy three hour drill while trolling the CCA artificial reef.

    Born To Fish!



    Meet the Helmey, Jeffcoat, Brown, and Southwell fishing team!
    Photo by Captain Judy Helmey

    Front: Austin “Buck Shot” Jeffcoat, Captain Kathy Brown of Miss Judy Charters, and Taylor Southwell
    Back row: Danny and his wife Captain Deidra Helmey Jeffcoat of Miss Judy Charters



    Danny Jeffcoat and Captain Kathy Brown holding a just caught little tunny!


    31/2 inch drone spoon blue flash!



    To the right of this picture is the #3 planer, snap swivel, 20 feet of 50 pound test monofilament dark green leader, and you can’t see it, but the 31/2 inch drone spoon with flash is at the end of the leader!



    Savannah Snapper Banks and Gulf Stream Reports
    To be continued next week!

    Bill Vanderford is “Lake Lanier’s Legend!”
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    If you want to go, it’s time to make your spring time plans!
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    “Little Miss Judy’s Believe It or Not!”

    The Helmey’s!!



    From left to right: My father Captain Sherman Helmey, his oldest brother Randall Helmey’s wife Mamie, my father’s youngest brother Mac Helmey.
    A few things I would like to point out: Daddy and Uncle Randall had on the same kind of pants while Uncle Mac was dressed more stylish. My father always told me that as a child he had to do all of the work at their big family farm. And Uncle Randall told me that he would have been happy to do more work. However, when my father and he were children a simple dare was all it took to change Uncle Randall’s life forever. As a child my father dared him to jump over a snake that was lying in a ditch. My father told his brother Randall, snakes cannot jump. Well, this big rattle snake did jump and it bit Uncle Randall, which resulted in him almost dying causing lots of growth problems. Uncle Randall and Aunt Mamie were married over 70 years never having an argument. Uncle Randall played a big part in Effingham in regards to Civil Defense. He was the first to build a bomb shelter in his front yard. It was the coolest thing, as small children we played in it always stopping to look at the strange looking bathroom. What is it about kids and restrooms? In my case, since I am always on a boat it would be the head!
    My father’s youngest brother Mac Helmey owned and operated one of the biggest lumber mills in Georgia. It was called Savannah Planning Mill. My uncle was a standing member and also served several terms as president to the secret society of the International Concatenated Order of the HOO HOO’s, which was sometimes referred to as the Fraternal Order of Lumbermen! (This stuff is way too good to have made up!)

    Captain Sherman I. Helmey and his sister Mrs. Hattie Zipperer

    A Thanksgiving story “The child cheater!

    My Aunt Hattie, which was my father’s older sister always cooked the best Thanksgiving dinner! Her cooking abilities were unbelievable. She would cook along with the help of Bertha doing almost anything from scratch. Aunt Hattie’s Thanksgiving dinners took days to prepare. In fact during my younger years, if I’m not mistaken, all ingredients including the bird was raised or grown on her big farm. However, the fruit that she used to make that unbelievable ambrosia was probably purchased from a stand right out there on Highway 17. I know that the pecans that went into this particular dish were picked from the farm, because quite often I helped with the gathering.

    Bertha of who worked with my Aunt for a long as I can remember was always there to help with the Thanksgiving cooking bonanza. I was always interested in how they made everything look and taste so good. Her personally grown vegetables were always the “prefect vegetable color.” They baked a coconut cake that was 6 tears high. It never leaned or anything. The bad news is I wasn’t always around for the mixing of the cake, because this is one bowl I would have loved to lick. However, my aunt had this kitchen utensil that I later called a “child cheater.” This reason was a simple one. Whenever I happened to be around when baking she used this utensil and it would remove almost all of the tasty ingredients from the walls of the mixing bowl. There was always a little left, which was just enough to get a little taste.

    The turkey was always browned to perfection. Her secret was certainly a one of a kind in my book. She cooked the turkey in a brown grocery bag. The bird was put in the bag much like you would have put one in a state of the art “plastic browning in bag.” The drums always stuck out a little, but not enough to let them be exposed to direct heat. There was another weird cooking method that I had seen when I was even younger. The turkey was wrapped in a sort of gauze that pretty much look like some sort of a bandage. When cooked the bird also came out golden brown with skin and everything. However, when it was first put in the oven it looked like a real bona-fide “turkey mummy.”

    The food wasn’t the only highlight of the Thanksgiving Day. My Aunt Hattie always set the prettiest dinner table I had ever seen. She would always use her best china and silverware for this special occasion. The Table was huge. It would seat at least 10 guests. There were high back chairs with big arms rests. When you sat in them you knew for a fact that you had to be someone special just to be invited. The good news about my Aunt Hattie was that my father and I were always invited. It was a family tradition to spend Thanksgiving Day at her house. This particular dinner was always served at 2:00PM sharp. You could tell when dinnertime was approaching, because everyone would start showing up. My father and I always arrived early so that we could all watch the televised New York Thanksgiving Parade. It was as I said part of a family tradition.
    When it came time to eat everyone was gathered for a prayer. As a small child, I am sorry to admit, I always opened my eyes just to watch what everyone was doing. Most of adults were standing very still with their eyes closed. However, all of us kids basically did the same thing watched and semi-listened as what seemed to be the longest prayer ever said in the world. At least it seemed long to us 7 year olds. At the end of the prayer all adults reached for their chair and proceeded to sit down. The children were all escorted to the kitchen where a special table waited for us, which fit our size perfectly. However, we would always talk about the day when we all would be sitting at the grand dinner table.

    However, now that I think about it when I finally graduated from the kitchen to the main dining room it wasn’t all that I thought it would be. I had to fix my own plate and wait for others to start eating. Our tea glasses were sitting in crystal holders, which were supposed to keep any sort of wet stains off the starched white tablecloth. Trying to eat and drink at the same time could be tricky especially if you missed putting your glass back in the holder. The food sure didn’t taste any different. Don’t get me wrong it was still delicious, but somehow it wasn’t the same.

    This goes to show you that it takes a lifetime to realize that in some instances change and all that implies certain isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be! However, “family traditions” are what Thanksgiving Day is all about! Although in my case, moving from one room to another didn’t seem like a big step, but it certainly was! As I think about all of this now it seems like only yesterday, but it was way over 55 years ago. In a blink of an eye life speeds by! If only we could slow time down! So when giving thanks now I really do keep my eyes closed while visioning what it used to be!

    Happy Thanksgiving! Captain Judy

    Captain Judy Helmey
    912 897 4921
    www.missjudycharters.com





    It’s time to sign up for 2015 Captain Judy inshore and offshore fishing schools. Here are the dates:


    2015 Inshore and Offshore Fishing Clinics
    Inshore Fishing Clinics
    February 21, 2015 Saturday in classroom
    $90.00 per person Continental breakfast and lunch included
    Place: Tubby’s Tank House 2909 River Drive, Thunderbolt, Georgia 31404
    Time: 8:00 AM till 2:00 PM

    February 22, 2015 Sunday on inshore boats in the water
    $125.00 per person
    Time: 8:00AM till12:00 NOON
    Snacks and drinks provided by Captain Judy
    Place: Miss Judy Charters dock
    202 Wilmington Island Road Savannah, Georgia 31410
    Offshore Fishing Clinic
    On the boats only
    March 7, 2015 Saturday
    March 8, 2015 Sunday
    $125.00 per person
    Time: 8 AM till 12:00 NOON
    Place: Miss Judy Charter dock
    202 Wilmington Island Road
    Savannah, Georgia 31410

    Snacks and drinks provided by Captain Judy
    To make reservations please contact Captain Judy Helmey
    912 897 4921 office
    Email Fishjudy2@aol.com
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