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Cast, tug, reel

Timothy Bulone

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April 20th, 2015 - 08:52 AM

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Cast, tug, reel

The Colorado Lagoon is a wetlands that once drained into Alamitos Bay. It's surrounded on three sides by residential developments but on the north side opens to Recreation Park's golf course. I was driving by yesterday morning and noticed a thick layer of ground fog had settled in over the golf course and had drifted across the Lagoon. So I pulled my car over and walked onto the soft sand still wet from the high tide. I never know what my quarry will be at such times, a rickety old fence that ran down to the water line, a snowy egret across the Lagoon stalking its next meal, the fog itself a white gauzy blanket with tall trees sprouting from it or some young men fishing from the pontoon bridge across the Lagoon.

Of course, I shot it all.

But the young men fishing spoke to me. That is, the subject spoke to me, the young men themselves were quite absorbed in their work. I observed that they were completely silent. They did not exchange words with one another, rarely looked away from their lines, they would cast, tug their lines with short, definitive motions, reel slowly, tug some more, reel slowly and then cast again. Occasionally, one or the other would break from this routine to fetch fresh bait or fiddle with gear. But mostly it was cast, tug reel, cast, tug, reel.

The fog drifting across the small lake made the scene seem surreal between the absolute silence and their earnestness for their work. Had they suddenly unfurled large feathery wings, they might have been angels, afloat on clouds, plucking souls from the darkness below. I watched them work until I became conscious of the time and then headed for home with my own catch of the day

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