Permit: A Biblical Foray Continues

Susan Cocking, I am convinced, is a very good angler. I first met her in Key West almost 25 years ago, when she was already steeped in fishing culture. Which makes the continuing story of her failed attempts to catch a permit all the more poignant.
“Amid feeble tides and chilly winds and waters on a recent Saturday, I actually got a small permit to eat my fly. But, of course, I didn’t catch it. Matter of fact, I never even saw it. Here’s what happened…” From McLatchy Newspapers.