If I were back in NYC and had some
money to spend on a cabin, I'd buy a boat instead and chase stripers and
blues out in the salt. But that's just me.

Alas, I was cursed with seasickness. It's one of the reasons fly
fishing has become such a huge passion for me so quickly - after 33
miserable years of deep sea trips on my Dad's boat, it is nothing
short of a miracle to me to find out just how pleasant fishing can be
when you don't spend the majority of your time vomiting.