Anglers Journal

Never Gets Old

y first visit to Magdalena Bay was with magazine two years ago. It was strictly a photography expedition, and I didn’t know what to expect. We ran offshore in a local panga, spotted frigates circling, ran up on them and jumped overboard. It’s hard to convey what

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