Fall, 2001 The clouds began to pile up to the windward, mounting higher as they blocked the sun. Soon we could see the line of rain itself advancing across the water, blotting out the island behind it. The gusts would become a sustained wind, whipping the waves into whitecaps around us. Above the noise of [...]
Posts from ‘March, 2011’
Return of the Flats Bandito
The flats bandit returns to the beach to snag some bones. But the wind is up and the fish are biting shy (so he claims), and his line ties itself into unreasonable knots at the fish’s request. (Talk about your wind knots!) What is this and what will be the answer? Tunes: Fat Freddy’s Drop, [...]
Travel Log: Day Nothing
I always get this, right before I travel: this impending sense of loss, of isolation, of sadness—in a word, a deep funk I can’t seem to shake off. Instead of briskly packing and tying up a few loose ends I wander listlessly around the house, sipping endless cups of coffee, or check my email like [...]
el agua de franco…
…Which apparently means ‘free water’, is something of an obsession of mine—not this video, per say, but the notion of free-flowing water, not impounded by banks, or locks, or levees. Water where you’ve got the option of getting out there. * Shot on a Canon EOS T2i with a fixed 50 mm f/1.4 lens as [...]
“Smooth”… That’s How It’s Done.
The word for today is “Smooth”. Definition: How Charlie Neymour wants you to cast. Observe. * This reminds me of my last trip to Andros and a lunchtime casting demo with Charlie. I’d come to think of myself as somewhat of a badass caster over the last couple days—with some reason given the conditions we’d [...]
