I did not fish the tarpon migration this year. Nor did I give chase to hefty spring time redfish wallowing in a meadow of turtle grass or pot-bellied snook foraging before […]
Spring. Battleground season in the Northeast when the warm, pleasant and consistent summery weather begins its war of attrition with the holdover days of winter. Short, cold and wet and dug into the latter […]
It was the third redfish we had seen since poling up onto the flat. Selfsame as the last two. Oversized and broad across the shoulders and neck where the small […]
It has been more than three full months since I have been able to fly a loop, with its tiny payload of steel and fur and feather, towards the scaled, […]
The End Dread ocean. Nerved entire, with the infinite vermiculate entwine of contradictory water. Elemental blues that rise. Fall. Run. Steer the tide beating across Shag Lump. Feel the restless […]
