Thank God they flick their tails. I’d been hearing one bark for five minutes, but it’s only that ­visual cue that reveals the rodent, flattened and frozen against a hickory 30 yards away. I brace the ...
“There’s a fish on the red Naja!” Capt. Antonio Amaral screams from the bridge at the exact same moment a big blue marlin crashes the lure from the inside out. The attack leaves a gigantic hole in the ...