The backshore is lobsterman Beau Gribbin's backyard
PROVINCETOWN -- Beau Gribbin had been roofing and framing houses for more than five years and his business – born when Hurricane Bob swept across the Cape in 1991 – was doing quite well.
“I hated it,” Gribbin said.
He had tried to “pacify” himself by going tuna fishing and catching striped bass, but it wasn’t working. He was miserable. So Gribbin decided he was going lobstering off the backshore.
“‘You’ll never catch lobsters there,’” he was told.
“Bullshit,” he returned.
The first day he went out in his new boat, Glutton, he set down a line of pots. He came back to a jackpot.
“I couldn’t get them in the boat there were so many,” he said with a grin.
What the naysayers didn’t understand was Gribbin had spent almost his whole life in the six miles of ocean that rolled in against the dunes of Truro and Provincetown.
His father earned his living on draggers and Beau had been fishing commercially since he was 12. Like most Provincetown boys he had been messing around in boats long before that – everyone fished for fluke and had old boats that were constantly breaking down or sinking.
Gribbin, wearing a grey shirt emblazoned with the name of his business, High Pressure Fisheries, told this story 18 years later while steaming away from Provincetown’s MacMillan Wharf at 4:30 a.m. He and his crew were aboard a new iteration of the F/V Glutton, in part named for Gribbin being a glutton for punishment when it comes to fishing.
Check out this video of a day on the water with Beau Gribbin and find out what it means to him to be a Provincetown fisherman.