And We Don’t Have A Freakin’ Skiff!
Yup, tarpon season is just around the corner and our brains are heating up along with the weather. Just got this little piece of mental clusterflop from good old Nate “Dubya” down in Tavernier Key. I can’t figure whether to call the Bureau of Mental Health, just feel sorry [...]
Posts under ‘Fresh Mud’
Tarpon Season’s Comin’…
How hard is it to get a bonefish to bite?
Intro
I got this letter a few days ago from someone calling themselves “a committed guide” [1]. It’s so damn funny and insightful and delightfully frustrated (in a ranting, I’ve-just-gotta-vent kind of way) that I couldn’t help posting it. Maybe the humor is only apparent to other guides and those readers who’ve only ever been on [...]
Introducing Fly Fishing
May 22, 2002
There was a man with a stick… and water. I think.
No, first there was the water and then a man… with a stick. Yes, with a stick.
The man waved the stick at the water for a while and then gently touched the water with the tip. The water parted…
After a while the man [...]
Elegy
Bare stone of spring: damp
On my back and dreams amidst
Dogwood blossoms fall.
for
Nadine Schreyer
April 27, 2009
Fish Porn
my screen’s glow:
the parted water frozen
to the rigid fin
Wade Fishing Cayman
A Taste of the Islands from Davin Ebanks on Vimeo.
How does one capture the silence, the light, the sense of space, and of course, the often high-paced action of fly fishing in the tropics? How, especially, in one film? Here is one of my early tries. (And, yes, I do have a better camera now.)
Here’s [...]
Out There.
I am the darkness on the edge of the firelight.
I am the cold wind in the pines.
I am the rain, hard on the tin roof.
I am the restless ocean, sighing against your shores.
I am the reason you build walls and fence yourselves in.
I cannot be tamed.
I am never lost.
I am the problem to all of [...]
