Fly Fishing for Permit: Maybe, Just Maybe
Citing a classic George Carlin line (“If a man speaks in the forest and there’s no woman around to hear him, is he still wrong?”), Susan Cocking sorts through similar mysteries, such whether a permit not eating her fly signifies a bad cast — or anything at all. “Starting with last June’s trip to Mexico’s southern Yucatan Peninsula, followed by a three-day July outing to our own ‘Seven Sisters’ Key West flats and three days last month on the flats of Placencia in southern Belize, I am beginning to think that catching a permit using a fake crab in three feet of clear water is akin to stumbling blind down a 10,000-foot mine shaft and finding the spot where the Hope Diamond is buried.” In the Miami Herald.
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