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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing: October 2014

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing. Wednesday, October 8, 2014. Burning a cigarette . 8220;I’m making a masterpiece! I’m making a masterpiece! This went on for a while. Boys w ere wrapped around boogie boards which allowed them to navigate the deep pool of gar-infested water. T-shirt boy dog-paddled his way within feet of my kayak. 8220;What are you fishing for? I uncorked a long cast. 8220;Longnose gar.”. They have teeth.”. 8220;Yep. You guys are surrounded by them right now.”. 8220;Do they bite?

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing: The Multi-Boat Float

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing. Monday, August 4, 2014. Dumping the Dr's Note. Cast there. And, mend. Just a couple of miles into the float, I managed to do something amazingly. The anchoring episode was a stupid maneuver, and one I knew much better to avoid. Thankfully, the river wasn’t at generation-level, or I would’ve been in trouble. Wet, at best; dead, at worst. Way We waved and watched them pass. The Roberts, the Reverend and the Barry. Barry waits for his turn to talk to The Law.

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing: Escape

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing. Saturday, April 24, 2010. Last weekend, however, I did get up early –. 8211; and went fishing. Let me tell you about it … although the story needs a little history first. This all came about when my longtime fishing friend, Joe, invited me to come along on an overnight trip out of Destin, Fla. We would be joining a contingent of his college buddies aboard the. The trip was particularly special for the Core Three, as we’d been frustrated by three consecutive las...

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing: November 2013

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing. Sunday, November 24, 2013. Headed west on Highway 64. The trip was successful on all three counts. Dad and Tim work an upstream pool. Brown trout were beginning their move to shallower shoals in preparation for their upcoming spawn. We saw some truly impressive specimens, too, which made each cast more exciting as you knew that your presentation was either drifting or being stripped through water filled with some of the biggest fish of the year. For now, back to work .

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing: September 2013

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing. Sunday, September 15, 2013. Longnose gar, a rope fly and a pink canoe. A great blue heron basks in a late summer afternoon sun. Barry and I met at the ramp around 11 am As usual, he was there five minutes early and I was there five minutes late. We had planned an 8 am start, but a gloomy weather outlook caused us to delay the trip until the main threat of severe storms had passed. On this rainy morning, surrounded by surface-cruising longnose gar and armed with the r...

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing: May 2014

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing. Monday, May 26, 2014. Navarre 2014: Tidal Coefficients and Fistfuls of Ham. I'm paraphrasing, but the gist was Navarre's surf zone was a piscatorial paradise. Excited beyond measure and limited only by the amount of available space for our fishing tackle in the back of Fred's reliable blue Yukon, we slipped the surly bonds of responsibility on a Tuesday night, and began the gradual conversion from cubicledom to beach chair nirvana. It was on. Now. While boring, tidal...

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing: November 2014

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing. Sunday, November 30, 2014. Trippy colors of the neon orange glowstick and the fluorescent blue hue of Fred’s headlamp. After a quick swim in the black water, Fred emerged, completely soaked and holding a doubled-over surf rod while his Daiwa reel spit salt water and angrily screamed against an angrier foe which worked hard to empty the spool of its contents. Fred, with his rod-stealing blacktip. Our reels’ drags screaming in off-beat blue notes,. 8220;What is that?

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing: August 2014

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing. Sunday, August 31, 2014. 8220;How’s the finger? 8220;Ahhhh.” Sitting cross-legged in a living room chair, watching Fox News and backlit by the sepia glow of an approaching sunrise, my brother dropped the remote and raised his bandaged digit. The disgusted look on his face told me I’d be fishing alone this morning. He took a sip from his cup of coffee. Up since well before me, Tim was probably on pot No. 2. 8220;I think somebody’s already fishing it.”. I tried a strea...

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing: May 2013

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing. Thursday, May 30, 2013. Rods are deployed. Day One. By the numbers, here’s how it went. 8211; As in the number of sharks caught on this trip. This was about 50 less than we caught in Cape San Blas a few years prior. 8211; As in the number of species of fish we caught. Redfish, pompano, Southern kingfish, Gulf kingfish, Spanish mackerel, bluefish, spiny puffer, Southern stingray, catfish, blacktip shark. Showing off with nearly a 3-pound whiting. 8211; The number of b...

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing: July 2013

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Dan Sharley and the "Art" of fishing. Sunday, July 28, 2013. It’s always good to see family and Bumper’s fourth birthday was a good excuse to load the truck up with a couple of changes of clothes and an arsenal of fly rods and fly gear. Mom and Dad and my brother, Tim, were all excited to see us too, although none of them performed a welcome boogie as happy as their beloved best friend. Bella and Bumper ask politely for a piece of my chicken. Way too early the following morning, I carefully stepped into.