“What have we here? a man or a fish? dead or alive? A fish: he smells like a fish; a very ancient and fish-like smell …”
— William Shakespeare, The Tempest, Act II, scene ii
(spoken by the jester Trinculo when he encounters Caliban)
A girl, a fishing pole, and many lifetimes of memories by the water.
An Endless Drive to the Endless Mountains
A whopper of a trip, in various states of delirium.
Tales from the (Methodist) Crypt
Unearthing a trove of stories in hundred-year-old letters and diaries.