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Key’s Chronicles: Early Season

Day I: Late start, low tide, breezy. Oceanside: small groups, singles, and doubles. Second cast: hooked up! Jump, jump. Sweeeet. Drag singing. Fish off. “Uhhhh… popped ‘im off.” Nope: reel in to find the backing broke! Motored around searching for a #10 yellow line zipping through the water but was forced to admit both the [...]

Fish-Farming: The Answer or Another Problem?

Judge for yourself… isn’t learning fun? * Addendum: Ok, follow the logic here. If you feed fish to fish—basically converting one species into another—the conversion isn’t 1:1. Right? I mean, it can’t be. There is always some energy lost somewhere in the process. So, if you convert say 4 tons of anchovies into feed for [...]

The War on Fish: The End of the Line, revisited.

We are fighting a war against fish, and we are… winning! Remember this? Yeah, well, it’s still happening and it’s gotten worse since the film’s release in 2009. The facts: The global catch has been on the decline since 1989! (Even though the global fishing fleet continues to grow.) One billion people rely on fish [...]

Indian Ocean Chronicles: Day Thirtysomething…ish.

It Never Stops Barjack the Angler Short Pier, Long Beach Bay Indian Ocean March 29, 2011 Day thirtysomething, or whatever: I had to submit and walk back along the beach. After walking in the surf for two hours, being pounded like a porn queen by waves—not to mention the confusion of the whitewash and fear [...]

I am Plastic

When I walk the beaches with guests on my little island homeland—whether they’re clients or friends—one of the most frequent comments is “Where does all this stuff come from?” They, of course, mean all the trash on the beach, most of which is some form of petrochemical junk, or plastic. I used to simply reply, “It [...]

Indian Ocean Chronicles: Day XVII

12-Weights and Boats Barjack the Angler 12-weight Purgatory Reef Indian Ocean March 12, 2011 Day 17, So I’ve done a lot of riding my bike around and standing with a 12-weight looking for trevally. Good work if you can get it, but I feel the need for a change. Today I think I’ll get in [...]

Florida Keys Chronicles: Relentless

April 12, 2011 He’s young, blond, mostly, but fading to gray at the edges. By the way he carries himself I’m guessing football, college, maybe. But it’s his hands that catch my eye; they’re hard, thick, construction workers hands. Though I imagine they’re still mobile enough, they appear solid, immovable, and lay on the table [...]

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