After having spent over a month away from my densly forested surrogate home in Washington, it hits me in the face like a twenty pound myctophid with bioluminescence that I’ve never introduced the readers of “Tracking the Captain” to my crew. Not that I ever thought that I had readers but with all the telltale signs of an El NiƱo on the rise I figured the natural world might just be turned upside down and an entire horde of literary talent agents from varying countries (and their young and talented model daughters) would flock to the site. That being the case I figured that it might be prudent to then post something of substance. No promises but I’ll try.