Since I’m a Guide…I Think I’ll Just Guide Myself!

  “PLOP” I watched one of my last jigs disappear into the swirling green water I was standing in.  It had slipped through my shaking fingers when I was retying after releasing the biggest snook I had ever caught.  I should have been mad, but I just chuckled and barely even considered trying to recover it out of the thigh-deep water.  Still thinking about the big snook, I pulled my jig box out of my pack and selected a similar model, and my fingers were still trembling a bit as I knotted it onto what was left of my...

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