Air Heads

Normally, running wide open toward a bunch of herons and egrets standing ankle-deep qualifies you as certifiably insane. But for every rule, exceptions exist.

Capt. Greg DeVault had no intention of harming the birds - they fuss about the intrusion, but they move when you get too close anyway. DeVault just needed to reach the bay on the other side of this expansive flat and running the outside route would have burned a lot of valuable fishing time.

Now that logic train makes no sense for even the tiniest of stripped down, puckered-up, shallow-draft tunnel hull skiffs. I mean, you could have dropped a golf ball on this flat and half of it would have remained dry.

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