Valdez Halibut Derby
Two tales from a previous year of the Valdez Halibut Derby.
by Marcus Weiner
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way – in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.”
—Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities.
When it comes to two halibut anglers and their outing last year in Valdez, we could stop with “It was the best of times.” Since I’ve always loved this Dickens opening and it works with the title of the article, I brought it along for the ride. And so begins the tale of two derbies, and the tale of two Daves.
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