Having been the captain of the three-hour tour that landed Jaws on this little island back in September, and fearing that he might never get picked up, I went to retrieve him. Swam and waded through the swamp and the spider webs, made a note in the logbook, made my way back to the boat through cypress knees and roots and other submerged bio-matter, hauled the boat out of the trees, started 'er up and headed away -- and then remembered that I hadn't actually removed the TB from the cache ;-) Eh, at least I parked a little closer on the next approach. So, Jaws is hanging out with me 'til I find a new spot for him.