Sometimes when the fish aren’t biting in the normal spots, you have to be a little unorthodox and inventive. I knew of a little place off the back roads of town down by the Mango tree groves where I’d occasionally see people taking shortcuts to the main road to for trikes or jeepneys. I thought to myself, what if I just hung out there for a bit to see if I couldn’t catch something roaming about that needed a ride. Well, as luck would have it, I wasn’t there more than 2 minutes when I saw a dark, slim-bodied chick in a white top strolling through the trail.