Curations from the Human Jungle
[Summer has settled into its rhythm, warm days and soft nights that seem like they will never end. Hint: they will. SB SM] The next morning Artie goes to Cuzzin’s Bait & Tackle. “I met a friend of yours,” he says. “She told me I could learn everything I need to know about fly fishing... Continue Reading →
[Silverback Greg (Rhode Island SBs) has a fishy best meal like SB Jerry's] In 1977 I travelled around Ireland with a good friend and his family, Irish all (except me-I'm Scottish). One night we dined at the Arbutus Lodge in Cork City, County Cork. The lodge sat on the famed River Lee where fishermen from... Continue Reading →