Nothing brings insecurities to fore like standing on the bow of a flats skiff, especially with a head made weak from dehydration. Bonefish T found a school and turned his skiff and called out instruction. I lay down a cast and missed and awaited castigation.
A piece over at Fishing Jones, which is always a good read, even when he’s going after fish that I don’t target in places I’ll probably never fish.
Go… read it. Enjoy.
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