No Noose Is Good News
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Cabo Marlins
Deep Sea Adventures & Rum-Soaked Memories
Here is a picture from one year ago this month in Cabo San Lucas. Time flys when you're having rum.
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The Writer's Dilemma
I like writing about Mexico, I just don't like the paper work. Sometimes the best stories come from the adventures we live rather than the documents we file.
Why fill out forms when you can fill up your memory banks with marlin tales and Mexican sunsets?
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Cabo San Lucas Chronicles
The Marlin Capital of the World
Where the Pacific meets the Sea of Cortez, and where legendary fishing tales are born. In Cabo, every cast is a story waiting to happen, every sunset a masterpiece painted in rum and salt spray.
In maritime time zones, moments stretch like the horizon itself. One year ago feels like yesterday when you're reminiscing over tales of marlins that fought like sea monsters and rum that tasted like liquid gold.
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Rum & Reflection
"Time flys when you're having rum"
In the maritime tradition, rum has always been the sailor's companion—measuring time not in hours but in stories shared, fish caught, and sunsets witnessed from the deck of adventure.
The best fishing stories aren't about the ones that got away, but about the moments that got captured—frozen in time like a photograph, preserved in rum like a sailor's courage.
Deep Sea Philosophy
Sometimes the most profound paperwork is written in salt water and sealed with adventure. The bureaucracy of the sea requires no forms—only courage, patience, and a well-stocked rum locker.
In Cabo San Lucas, where marlins dance beneath turquoise waters and time moves to the rhythm of waves against the hull, every day writes itself. No paperwork required—just the willingness to cast your line into the infinite blue and see what stories bite.