N.A. beer would show up in Florida? That’s divine intervention right there. Nothing like a taste of home to keep you going on the road. Genesee Beer, which, if legend serves, my grandfather used to drink by the gallon (not the N.A. it’s worth noting).
Florida wildlife never ceases to amaze a northerner.
When I stopped in the gas station to get bait, I met a man who asked not to be photographed who was in remission with stage IV melanoma. We talked and shook hands and I said I’d say a prayer for him. When you’re initially affected by the disease it’s shocking to find out how common it is. But every person you meet thereafter who you “have something in common with,” makes it harder. The toll it is and has taken on our families and loved ones doesn’t get easier to bear, hear about or encounter, no matter the frequency of those encounters.
One angler's attempt to strike back against skin cancer.