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Bonefish Addiction

Harold had a lifelong obsession with fishing over the bright waters of the Caribbean and other saltwater environments that held his obsessive Bonefish (Albula vulpes). Traveling to all ends of the earth, suffer any expense and level of inconvenience to make destiny with but the chance of hooking up. Harold was a bonefish addict. He […]

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Next Season

The bone-chilling frosty mornings; deodorant destroying heat of late summer scouts; coffee craving early morning hides and shin thumping stumbles coming out in the evening; have all lead to this cat ‘n mouse game the two of you’d been playing for now 4 years, has become more camaraderie than adversarial.

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Nothing moved. Not sound. Not time. Not my mind. Everything was in lock-step frame. Only my eyes were in motion. But not real motion; scanning, perceiving, transmitting. They were only in a primal recording mode. Time – and everything in its being – was on hold. Three months earlier I had set out across the […]

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