As the rockfish and lingcod season ended Dec. 31, I got to thinking about past grand battles and recalled one to share. It was a fishing battle worth telling, and also a tale of tough decisions. Not ...

Wedged in its hole 90 feet down the rocky pinnacle, the moody creature lurked, all eyeballs, teeth and jaws. Currents swirled a briny world past the hole -- first a herring, followed later by a small ...