May 31, 2014
Author: Tucker Ladd
I felt a certain level of superiority as I sat on the plane awaiting takeoff. Maybe it was due to the fact I was sitting in first class (a benefit of waiting until the last minute to book your flight, when the price difference between coach and first class is $100), or perhaps is was the fact that I was headed for a 5 day run of tarpon fishing out of Key West. Ah yes, this is most likely the culprit of my current state of mind.
Looking around the plane, I feel certain that nobody around me (other than my travel and fishing companion) is destined for the kind of toils and adventures I’m in store for. It slowly starts to sink in, my office for the next 5 days: extensive ocean flats. Our targeted prey: large migratory tarpon, resident permit, and maybe the occasional bonefish. Obligations for the next week: eat, sleep, fish, repeat.