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I was fishing in Chatham during Tri-State - around 2000/2001 - when we walked the hard packed sands and easy strolls of South Beach fishing the inside towards Morris. Still a short bit before sunrise and in deep fog, our group was into a fairly steady pick of school bass and decent sized blue fish so we are all wading fairly deep to get decent casts out to the fish.
I started to hear an outboard motor out in the fog. For 20 minutes it was slowly getting louder and louder until sounding as if it was going to appear out of the fog at any moment in front of me. Sounded like one of those one or two cylinder popping outboards that make a tinny ringing noise. Caught & released a fish. Noise getting louder.
I asked out to the people around me if they could see the boat. "What boat?" or "Ain't no boat" and the like. Sure enough though, I could hear it and I was even thinking about backing up. Close enough I can almost feel the vibrating of the engine. I asked again. "No Boat! Shut up & fish" was probably the reply. I'm tired but not that *&#%(@ tired.
I pull my bag around to swap out a plug and the noise got really loud, like an outboard with loose nuts and bolts. My plug bag was vibrating? What The Bleep? Open the bag and the looser hooks on my plugs are all vibrating as my cell phone is partially soaked inside a ziplock. Enough water got in to send it into continuous vibrate mode (and cook the phone too) and make all the hooks resonate. No wonder nobody hear the noise, it was all coming from my bag.
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