Granby Drummer (https://granbydrummer.com/author/mark-fiorentino/)
You might think my fishing buddies and I have a certain level of sophistication and refinement. At a minimum, you’re thinking, enough to establish rules of etiquette that govern our behavior when we are out on the boat together.
I call it an expedition because it’s better than “a fishing trip where I didn’t catch anything.” “Expedition” makes it sound like I accomplished something, which I guess, in the end, I did.
All fisherman, whether they will admit it or not, have a thing for records. We’re obsessed with researching, talking about, and pursuing them.
If you’re like me, you pause every once in a while, to question your sanity.
One man’s adventure is another man’s waste of time. When asked what fish they most like to pursue, most fishermen will cite the “majestic” species: striped bass, northern pike, tuna, salmon.
Dear Santa:
Wow. What a year, huh? I bet more people than ever, especially those involved in politics, have really tested the line between naughty and nice.
honey hole: A hole, spot, or area containing big fish or lots of catchable fish. Usually requiring an oath of sworn secrecy before your buddy will take you to it.
Sometimes, when you have friends like mine, the stories write themselves. What follows is a series of actual texts between a group of my closest fishing buddies.
