The names in the following story have been changed on the slim chance that either of these guys might have some innocence left.
For those of you that have been here many times, and for myself, I want to remind you not to become jaded. "half a dozen dorado and a striped marlin, not a great day"
Matt, a construction manager from mountainous parts, comes down a couple of times a year. Alone usually, but sometimes he picks out a new victim to expose to our offerings. This time he picked out Nathan, a hunting friend also from the vertical areas of the U.S. Matt has caught a lot of fish here, big ones, small ones, the whole Dr. Seuss litany.He and Nathan just fished their first day yesterday, and upon returning to the FF World Headquarters Nathan was absolutely ebullient in his regurgitation of the day. 6 dorados and a striped marlin. This is the first time he has fished away from the agua dulce the flows so readily in his home climes. His excitement and joy were flowing, palpable, warm and bubbly. I listened to him recount the day, several times, and put up gracefully with his repetitive thanks and ejaculations of gratitude, to ME. I made sure that he remembered the Matt was his host, Kalin had been his Captain, and that the Sea of Cortez had been his real benefactor. He was still effervescing as he headed to the shower. Matt looked at me and said with his normal gift for understatement, "I hope he survives when this place shows him all that it can be." I hope that that happens to him today, but if it doesn't he'll still be exposed to first time things, biggest things, and have a day which only 2 days ago he couldn't have imagined. We survive because of and immensely enjoy you regulars who are as addicted as we are to all that La Paz has, but there is something special about someone coming down here for the first time, no expectations, absolute wonder, and joy by the bucket.
David
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