The idea first surfaced while crossing the Gulf of Mexico. Four days and nights at sea, sighting only the odd freighter, popping up on the horizon, then sailing back into the ocean – the sheer size and emptiness spawned the plan. A plan to sail a load of pot from Jamaica to Florida.
Years before some fraternity brothers made big bucks unloading large shipments of ganja, as much as ten grand a night. I never got in on those paydays….. I also never forgot.
Glenn Frey called it “The lure of easy money.”