"if you think your pulse pounds when a slammer carp takes a look at your fly, imagine casting into a school of huge tarpon under the bridge at night, where the lights bring them in, and they are rolling and exploding the water all around. imagine one of them turning, and following your fly, stalking it, within feet of the bank, then turning away.
this happened to me 4 times tonight."
this happened to me 4 times tonight."
After exchanging the usual pleasantries during our nightly video conference over Skype, I asked him what he was doing, and it didn't sound like much. This is what followed...
Mark- "WTF are you waiting for? Go catch a tarpon..."
Matt- "I have to get my outfit ready for the first day of school"
Mark- "Thats the worst excuse I have ever heard..."
Minutes of laughter followed as my brother realized his words. He took a sip of wine, and started to gear up. We discussed tactics and that was that. Off into the night, Matt & Stacy head to do battle with what many consider the greatest saltwater gamefish and one of the most difficult to land (the big guns). I wish them the best.
I think the task is easier said, than done.
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