There they were. Eighty miles off Block Island, on the deep waters of the Canyons. Seven friends together to fish for big game. They were experienced. We were captains. They were good. But they suddenly realized, their gear was pathetic. They were wearing old T-shirts, sweatshirts, Hawaiian shorts. Throwing some gear in old gym bags. Using a toolbox for other gear. There was only one thing to do. Start from scratch. Figure out what they needed. Then make the gear themselves. And that’s how Old Harbor Outfitters started.