It’s that time of year again where a group of guys from all over the country converge on South Florida, in this case, as in the last several years, to the remote outpost of Everglades City. I have been lucky enough to be asked to join them the last several years, for what has become known as the annual Farming Of The Sea Festival. So named in the recently defunct Rock Bottom Bar, as we “casually discussed fisheries management and the net ban” with some very interesting gentlemen in the ...
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