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August 31, 2010

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It’s a Saturday night in Islamorada. I’m sitting at Smuggler’s Cove, a Bar where Marlin Too, a local band, plays every weekend. I’m talking to Kris Bacen, who plays the mandolin, the steel guitar, and is also one of Islamorada’s best bonefishing guides. There’s been a scarcity of bonefish lately, but Chris is still finding a few.Chris Miller plays lead guitar and sings, and refers to Bacen as his “little brother.” He sips a coke and bourbon on stage, after the two finish a Johnny Cash song that turns into a jam, they’re now taking a break. Miller is one of the old guard in Islamorada, and has stories about the old days of chasing fish in the keys. When it was the “wild west,” as he describes it.

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