![]() If he lets out too much chain, it becomes a ponderous mudplow. If the towed dredge fills too quickly, it will skip on the bottom. He fills the dredge’s gullet, a rectangular metal basket lined with narrow mesh, for precisely one minute at a steady pace of about three knots. From the cockpit helm station, he adjusts his speed as the dredge’s six-foot-wide maw skims the soft bottom of Eastern Bay. The winch’s steel chain unspools noisily, shivering water, until it jerks to a halt at Morris’s command. After aligning Mydra Ann on the proper coordinates, he steps outside into a frigid February morning to deploy the boat’s big dredge. It’s a routine he’s honed, in one form or another, over four decades on the Bay. ![]() From the warmth of his workboat’s cabin, Roger Morris checks his GPS and begins the drill he’ll perform nearly 900 times this winter. ![]()
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