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What could be more soothing than the sight of a swooping blue heron skimming the early morning waters as witnessed from the wooden plank seat of a small fishing boat? Or what could be sweeter than the laughter of a five-year-old as he reels in his first baby flounder? Or the adrenalin rush of winning a two-hour fight with a 100-pound tarpon? These Americana moments are alive and well in the quaint fishing village of St. Marys. They flourish amidst the tidal estuaries of the marshlands and the deep blue waters of the Atlantic. And in the area’s four rivers, the Intracoastal Waterway, and the Cumberland Sound. |
