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 [...]
Posts under ‘Fresh Mud’
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 [...]
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. [...]
Ri-dic-u-lous Bonefishing
Big Bonefish with Big Charlie from Davin Ebanks on Vimeo. We recently made a (much too short) pilgramage to Andros, Bahamas to fish big bones with Big Charlie Neymour. Blowin’ like 25-30 (knots) the whole time but Charlie just said, “Bad weather: big fish.” “Kaaay…” we answered. Nothin’ for it but to grab Pancho (the [...]
“Welcome to…
the desert of the real.” Those words ring in my mind (after a recent viewing of the legendary film) as my plane touched down at (an undisclosed location) in the midwest. Smokestacks bristled below and the air, once we exit to the jetway, smells like someone has been cooking old socks. Ah, back to the [...]
