My name is Tim McBride and I am a former marijuana smuggler/pot hauler/ living on the edge of the Everglades in Southwest Florida. From 1979 to 1989 I ran these southern waters and the Caribbean with a band of modern day pirates known by locals as, Saltwater Cowboys.
Night after night we offloaded up to 20 tons at a time from any vessel that would make the trip from South America.
How did I get involved in this crazy profession, you may be asking yourself.
In this business just when you think you’ve seen it all, you haven’t.
Once, on one of our many jobs, our 48-foot crab boat and another 51-footer made another sunset rendezvous with a mothership 60 miles offshore outside the maze of the Ten Thousand Islands that were our back yard. The ship was supposed to be carrying 45,000 pounds of Colombia’s finest fall harvest, but we weren’t expecting the 150-plus head of cattle that were being used to disguise its mission.
When you’re watching a filmmaker’s documentary or listening to a journalist report on smuggling of any sort what you always wind up hearing is the same old crap. Well… it takes an outlaw to know an outlaw. So, coming from an outlaw, this is how I would describe the workings of my world to you and the rest of the world. These are the kind of details that come out in my stories.
Like Mexico does now, Colombia supplied 42 percent of the marijuana consumed in the United States in 1984. (more…)