Between Fish

A wilderness trip to the backwoods of Maine reconnects the author with the simple life

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.

I’ve been waiting for a son or daughter to share my fervor for fishing. I may have finally found one with a grandson who is taken by all things fish.

This mussel bar holds plenty of fish and history.