The Epic Tale of the Fish-Mobile

One dark and stormy night, just as the dark of night cast its shroud of nightly darkness onto the deep darkness of the stormy night, a stranger appeared on our doorstep, and changed our lives forever.

Soaked in rain and shivering from the cold, we welcomed this foreign visitor into our office, and shortly thereafter, into our hearts. It had no tag, or even any registration, and yet we knew immediately that it had found its true home, here at the Catch Your Limit Fish Camp.

No one really knows where the fish-mobile came from; some say it was the result of a brief but passionate love affair between a Ducati and a spotted trout. Others claim its origin precedes the existence of time itself. All we know is that in order to tame it's wild nature, you have to have a a deep-seated, honest passion to catch your limit.

A scarce few have been lucky enough to catch a glimpse of this rare beauty, though most sightings have occurred in the Tallahassee area. If you ever come in contact with this wild beast, be sure to take a picture and send it to Jeff@catchyourlimit.com for a free can of fish assholes from the Catch Your Limit crew!

This week's listening recommendation: "Moonshadow" by Cat Stevens

-Brock ><((">