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Few experiences can compare to a shark attack while casting to world record bonefish to help put a diagnosis of cancer in perspective. Fly-fishing winds like an interactive time machine through the pages of Dances With Sharks, taking you on a 340 million year journey from Carboniferous mayflies the size of canaries to contemporary Mexico where the direct descendents of Mayan Jaguar Priests learn to be flats fishing guides. These short stories in the classic tradition are funny, informative, poignant, and filled with enough action to keep you up reading late into the night. The three novellas in Dances with Sharks take you on three very different adventures, and your first stop is... Armageddon. Experience first hand the end of over 300 million years of world history along with Duke and the Mayor on a five day river trip through a wilderness canyon. They wake up covered with radioactive ash, in the yellow twilight of nuclear winter the hatches have never been better. On the off chance theyâre headed for heaven, the boys figure itâs best if they donât show up with any gin, so theyâre a week late for work by the time they discover their mistake. Xian Kaan. That the sun would rise each morning was not a given for the Mayan Indians, so their Jaguar Priests helped it along with blood sacrifice. For five-hundred years while Europe was mired in the Dark Ages the Mayans ruled over one of historyâs most dominant and innovative civilizations, now they work for $5 a day. Explore the dual nature of the Mexican character as the heirs to those Jaguar Priests study to become fishing guides in the âLand Where the Sky is Born.â Red Coat Key. This desert island is where the British loyalists hid out after the American Revolution. Itâs still full of pirates; itâs also where Ames, a man now trapped in a womanâs body following initial hormone therapy, flees to ponder the next step in his battle against cancer. âOf all the glands,â he says, âWhy did it have to be my prostate?â With cancer, you pick your own treatment. Doctors recommend but donât decide, and this practical journey down the path to an informed decision trails from dorado on the high seas and turbot on the grass flats to the effect of testosterone deprivation in the face of Asp and Viper, the dancing snake women.
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