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Midnight Madness

As the blistering heat of the summer sun began its lazy retreat, shadows lurking in the background began to appear. These souls were creatures of the night, vampires and werewolves of the coast that roam these waters, hidden from sight during the light of day.[…]

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Calcasieu’s Triplets

Gary Medicis and wife Amelia launched at Prien Lake Park with trout on their minds. The fishing had been pretty easy lately, with birds telling them exactly where specks were feeding on the multitude of bait.[…]

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Postage Stamp Plots III

In a text message on Saturday, Oct. 30, 2010, Todd Masson responded to my “You’ve got to be kidding me,” message that I had just sent him at 7:30 after hearing a shot ring out from his direction, “Three deer were at feeder … Joel shot but I think he missed. He was a nervous wreck.”[…]

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Retro Port Sulphur

Zak’s cork hit a swell right under the hovering laughing gulls and vanished.

“A no-sooner, as you guys call it!” he beamed while cranking away and looking around with a lunatic leer.[…]

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The Fall Guy

“Déjà vu all over again.” That’s what former New York Yankees catching great Yogi Berra called it, and I got a taste of it last hunting season.[…]