FOREWORD 



The sport of big-game fishing holds a dangerous fascina- 

 tion that has only one parallel elsewhere in life. Getting 

 involved in it is like falling into the clutches of a jealous 

 lover. From the day the involvement starts, your time, 

 your thoughts, your energy and your money must all be 

 dedicated to a single consuming cause. 



Once I devoted years to mastering techniques in paint- 

 ing and sculpture. Today I am a painter who does not 

 paint and a sculptor who does not sculpt. I fish. 



"It's terrible," insist my friends, and even my mother. 

 From the walls where they hang, the characters in my 

 pictures seem to point accusing fingers at me. But I am 

 very happy. My husband, Lou, and I have found a way 

 to follow our first love, the sea, not idly or wastefuUy, 

 but for a purpose. Together we fish for science. 



