Thomas Dube was already wearing his orange Grundéns waterproof coveralls when I arrived at his house last fall, although he was not quite ready for his afternoon fishing foray, as he still had a saucepan of ramen noodles to polish off. He slurped the snack straight from the pot, unfazed by the prospect of having a full stomach on the open water. It was a calm, clear day, but more to the point, “I’ve never gotten seasick,” he said.