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Bass Fishing. At the pace of the saltwater flyfishing coast. Wexford, Ireland – est 2003.
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‘I had my existence. I was there. Me in my place and the place in me.’ Seamus Heaney
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Everybody’s talkin’ at meI don’t hear a word they’re sayin’Only the echoes of my mindPeople stoppin’, starin’I can’t see their facesOnly the shadows of their eyes I’m goin’ where the sun keeps shinin’Through the pourin’ rainGoin’ where the weather suits my clothesBankin’ off of the Northeast windsSailin’ on summer breezeAnd skippin’ over the ocean like…
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In Casting Seaward, author, naturalist, and educator Steve Ramirez expands beyond the geographical scope of his first two books by traveling thousands of miles by plane, motor vehicle, boat, and foot pursuing the native gamefish of North America’s salt and brackish water habitats. This journey includes following anadromous fish like salmon from the ocean’s depth…
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The continued deterioration of our environment
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craft of tying
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I thought the earth remembered me, she took me back so tenderly, arranging her dark skirts, her pockets full of lichens and seeds. I slept as never before, a stone on the riverbed, – M.Oliver
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