Gilly was a dam good fisherman, worked for Cal Trans I believe. Traded galley duties for fishing. You should have watched and learned a thing or two is all I can say.A long time ago when Morro Bay used to fog in and the albacore used to show up, I went on an overnight on the Admiral at virg's landing. There was an old crusty cook named "Gilly" with a stellar personality. We were fishing in late November and the bite was super scratchy. Gilly did a half ass job making breakfast burritos. He'd combat fish the bow until lunch, throw together burgers and then get back to combat fishing. He gave no fucks and the captain didn't either. Lots of people complained and the captain just shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's fishing." End result of the trip was 12 albies caught. 4 by Gilly. And no, Gilly didn't share the wealth. After that experience, I was all too happy to pay more to go on the Pacific Queen when it would come up to fish the sea chickens.