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| "Florida Fish" |
| You cannot buy the best-tasting fish in South Florida --not for all the cash in your pocket (Florida Game & Fish regulations prohibit selling this fish in single or commercial quantities). It's the "snook" or "lines sides" as old-time fishermen call it. It also happens to be one of the strongest-fighting gamefishes around, especially to an angler who dares fight it with lines of less than 50 lbs. and who might happen to be fishing from a 20-ft high pier. |
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| And snook can be frustratingly smart, too, as evidenced by the fact that it can just stare inertly at your proffered bait (live shrimp, cut pinfish, jig, topwater, whatever) during the open season and NOT take a bite. But a minute after the season closes, WHAM! It will take your rig, hook-line-and-sinker, and woe if you haven't secured that rod down (when you're not holding it). You can kiss a $200 investment goodbye. After reading this, my friend Lee might have second thoughts about taking up fishing when he retires. ;o) |
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| "My Heart is a Lonely Wand'rer..." |
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| "...and a Solitary Soul." |
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| The lesson in life, said the monk to the grasshopper, is to learn how to be "alone but not lonely..." There is, indeed, an indefinable gratification in having mastered solitude and finding serenity in silence... After learning how to deny the emptiness that attempts to pull you down to the depths of depression, you feel liberated, unchained, free to soar and wander. |