The Stage is Set!

Fishing, like a tonic, like a cold drink after a long, dusty walk, Mark can feel his pulse quickening, his hopes rising, his prospects burgeoning…


But oh, the buzzkill…  The tone in Ken’s voice can’t even be imagined.  There must bet something eco-awful going down, otherwise he wouldn’t be calling!  What, does it have two heads?  Three eyes?  Some awful mutation borne of man’s continued impact on Mother Earth??

Nice Smartphone by the way… and he even knows how to hold it now!   Welcome, Mark, to 2015!