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Premiere Issue
January, 2008

Shades of Red By Captain Gary Henderson I am his nemesis, he is my passion. Go! 1/01/08 (Fly Fishing)	Counting Coup By Roger Emile Stouff Sometimes an epiphany isn't a revelation, it's a verification.  Go! 1/01/08 (Fly Fishing)
Bud's Bayou By Larry Offner There's rivers in heaven.  Go! 1/01/08 (Fishing)	O! Bobwhite! By Roger Emile Stouff What is the South without little Bob?  Go! 1/01/08 (Wing)
Far Horizons By William C. Parlasca Wild places, open and free.  Go! 1/01/08 (Wing)	Bayou Bound By Larry Offner  Go! 1/01/08 (Fly Fishing)	Fish? What Fish? By Debbie Offner  Go! 1/01/08 (Fishing)

A Way With Words:
January 1, 2008
Whenever I need a psychiatrist, I go fly fishing, holding a boat to be superior to a couch any day of the week.
--Havilah Babcock

He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds; my other ears that hear above the winds. He is the part of me that can reach out into the sea. He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for being; by the way he rests against my leg; by the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile; by the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him. (I think it makes him sick with worry when he is not along to care for me.)
-- Gene Hill