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Our rituals teach us that we don’t need the biggest boat or deepest pockets to catch fish. A little “mongrel smartness” will do.

With a ruptured brain aneurysm in his wake, AJ’s editor-in-chief is among the newest members of the “woke up still not dead again today” club.

The allure of seaside towns before the crowds arrive.

It helps to have a little cussedness in your makeup when the beach is cold and empty, and you’re chasing the last fish of the season.