If forty years of steering folks across the Chesapeake Bay and its twisting tributaries has taught me anything, it’s that Mother Nature has a sense of humor. Just when you think your air conditioning bill is going to bankrupt you, the calendar flips, a crisp morning breeze rolls across Virginia’s Northern Neck, and the entire underwater world goes absolutely bananas. Welcome to October on the Rivah.  For a charter boat captain, this is the holy grail of months. The blistering...