“Wanna see what a salmon fly tattoo on your stomach looks like after two kids?”
Brita Fordice rolls down the waistband of her shorts to reveal a splashy, colorful fly with a wide hook that resembles the letter J more than an actual hook.
“It looks like a bird took a colorful shit on my stomach,” she says.
We’re staying with Lacey Kelly, a Florida-born saltwater guide, who has taken us in and will be taking us out for a few days on the water.
Just three girls hanging out around the Withlacoochee River west of Orlando.