Finally back home after whirlwind back-to-back Marlin University sessions at Tropic Star Lodge in Panama and in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico - and they just about wore me out. I had a bit of a cold when I left Orlando, and after all the stress of traveling and then standing in the chilly rain one day in Panama, by the time I got to Cabo, I was bone-tired and pretty sick. I felt pretty good the first day of fishing, but by about noon on the second day, I went down hard. I got pretty weak while rigging up some circle-hook ballyhoo for the students and had to excuse myself and go lie down on the salon floor for few minutes - something I never do. Those few minutes turned into a few hours. Every time I tried to get up, I'd last about five minutes before having to lie back down. And no, it wasn't a hangover or seasickness. One of the fellas on the trip offered up a Z pack of antibiotics, so I swallowed the first two that night, hoping they would kick in by the next day.