Bonefish on the Brain Bonefish and all that relates (maybe a bit about tarpon too).

It is the critical element.

Every trip I’ve ever had, or ever will, will start with this vital component.

It gets harder and harder to find these days.

Work is humming and there are a thousand little things poking up that demand my attention.

There are the kids. They need their watering and care as well if they are to grow big and strong.

There is my wife, who has her own deficit of this magical element,

Who also needs some of my focus,

And the marriage itself also requires maintenance and nurturing.

And friendships and family and things around the house,

My garage could use a good bit of straightening up.

The thing I need,

The prerequisite for any bit of walking flats and finding fish

is

Time.

So precious

Because scarcity creates value,

Basic economics.

Time.

I need a week, or at least five days,

Without commitments already made,

And without anything too vital on either end,

When it works for the kids and the wife and work.

I check the calendar like a racetrack junkie checking the race results.

The square peg of my need to walk in shin deep water looking for contrary shadows

Is confronted by the round holes of modern life.

I need to make this happen.

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