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Saltwater: home of the toughest creatures on earth. If a 36 inch striped bass were to adapt to live on land, it would be 25 times stronger for its size than a human being. This kind of physical ability, combined with a ferocious appetite for flesh, would lead to an eventual subjugation of the human race and an end to life on earth, as we know it.

Imagine a world ruled by striped bass, or, for that matter, flounder. Gasoline prices would be through the roof, and just try and finding a Chinese takeout open past 7pm.

Only one group of humans has heard the calling to prepare for the eventual battle with creatures from the land of Poseidon. These humans are called fisherman, or sometimes, fishers. Fisherman train on a daily basis for the eventual bloody confrontation with these "fish". Fisherman capture these viscous beasts, confront them face-to-face and then consume their flesh in a ritual de-pants-ing that often involves hot oil and tartar sauce.

Enjoy these pictures of me, with some of the nasty beasts that I captured and sometimes ate.


The icy waters of the Atlantic are teaming with nasty fish like this one, which I caught off the coast of Newfoundland. This ugly mug was caught off the coast of Georgia. This picture captures a rare, last attempt at freedom. The fish lept from my hands and attacked Joan, my photographer for the day.
Petersburg, Alaska holds a Halibut fishing contest every year in early June. I decided to make my way up to Petersburg after the Chamber of Commerce mailed me a letter and packet of coupons for local eateries. I donated my prize to a local orphanage. The best thing about catching this monster was that Miss Havana was on board to watch me reel it in. I had to turn down her marriage proposal in protest of Fidel Castro's human rights record.
I needed to recruit some help to display this Red Snapper haul I brought in during a trip in late June, 1998. The best thing about International waters aren't the pirates and gambling, but the lack of size and catch limit. The ladies love a man with a Sailfish. Maybe its the confidence. Maybe its the money one can earn on the professional fishing circuit. Maybe its the fish. Maybe its the complete package.
I went to the Virgin Islands specifically to work on my tan, but I couldn't help but catch this Barracuda, using only a coat hanger and seven feet of gaffer's tape. Fishing isn't all glory and money. When it comes down to it, fishing is a bloody, violent chess match with Posiden himself. Sometimes the fish win....but not when I'm playing the game. If something is going to end up bloody and thrashing around the floor of a boat, it sure as hell isn't going to be me.
Nothing tastes better than a Bass stuffed with goose meat. I've always found that hunting these "Devils of the Air" is the perfect way to pass the time while fishing. This is a rare in-action photograph of me catching a marlin using only my hands, a pair of lefty scissors, and twenty feet of mint dental floss.
Sometimes, when I'm fishing in an area without a catch limit, I can go a little crazy. This trip ended with me catching over three thousand fish in a 12 hour stretch. I ended up selling most of the fish to the military. I spent many winter with my Uncle Farîarik, fishing the frozen water of the Aleutian Islands off the coast of Alaska. Those whale blubber sandwiches and seal-lined boots not only kept me warm and healthy, but built character.
I sometimes catch fish by "willing" them to come ashore. Here I am with some flounder I caught while hanging out with Old Man Henderson of Cape May, New Jersey.
This giant Red Snapper was quite a handfull. I donated the flesh of this sea beast to the blind. This was a record setting marlin that was caught during a competition off the Mexican coast. It took twenty hours and seven hundred gallons of fuel to pull this monster onto the boat. It took a team of seven men two weeks to fillet it.
Ladies love a man that can fish. A grouper doesn't really taste good, so we threw this big fish into the chum pot and ended up catching a big shark.
Nothing is more satisfying than catching a halibut. The only thing that can make catching a halibut better is catching it with somebody there to watch.

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