Pumpkin in the hallowed pages of SCOF
Pumpkin did not pack for Costa Rica. Pumpkin packed for a fever dream. Three rods, a flask, and a hat that had seen better decades. The jungle swallowed him whole, green and humming and indifferent, and somewhere over the Caribbean the howler monkeys were already laughing.
From this altered mental state comes “Jungle Studs,” Pumpkin’s piece in Southern Culture on the Fly’s Issue 58 for Winter 2026:
A Marine, a Surgeon, a Rancher and a Fly Shop Bro walk into the jungle. The bartender says, 'not today Muchachos!'.
In San José, Costa Rica, the Marine scoped out a place for supper in a part of town that any C.O. would have told him to stay out of. Craving spice and a good cut of meat, the foursome got a risky ride to La Esquina De Buenos Aires. The small restaurant was abuzz at 7 p.m. that Saturday night. Full of colorful locals.
