When it came, the rain advanced as an army. One moment I was casting for cobia from my kayak; the next, I watched as a wall of water galloped across the sea toward me.
The first drop came right along with the first couple of hundred. From deep inside the storm, I heard a lightning bolt split the sky and thunder pealing just behind it, deafening.
Storms on the open water are never fun, but riding one out in a kayak is downright sobering. Kayaks have shown a recent resurgence as fishing ...
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