“We’re you missing this?” asked our host rhetorically as he walked into camp carrying one of our rod and reel rigs. Jim Kehoe had a twinkle in his eye as he handed me the fishing rod, daring me to ask how it fell into his hands.
“Actually, it fell into a fellow guest’s hands,” the lodge owner answered when I inquired. “They arrived early this morning, and when they turned into the drive...
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