DAVE'S DARK HORSE

I can't say that it wasn't a bit eerie to see Dave peering through the rain at what might have been the oldest fish in the world, but that is what everyone on the boat saw. It seemed that the fish was telling a story and it was only telling it to him. Dave began to work the lures out of her mouth and, as he freed each one, he named it and tossed it to the deck. As he got to the older ones he became more and more excited until he took out the last crude wooden plug and slipped it into his pocket. Believe it or not, a fish can show relief, and this one looked like she might slip into a pleasant deep sleep as Dave took that final hook out. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she was lifted over the side and allowed to slip back into the bay... Dimly lit pub featuring local bands, sports on TV a variety of deep-dish thin-crust pizzas.

Primary location: Starkville United States