Lived in Key Largo back in the early 90's during the cocaine cowboy days. Took boats out all the time and every person you ran into would impress upon you, whatever you do, if you see a big bundle floating in the water to get the hell away from it and don't even think about trying to fish it out of the water. Saw a big 3'x3'x3' cube wrapped in tons of shrink wrap and covered in tape one time. Turned the boat and ran like hell for the dock. Always figured that could have set me for life if I'd have taken a chance.... or got me aerated.
