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Can't beat fishing with Dad. Nothing he liked better than a few days of living like a gypsy on the back. Getting fish was a bonus.
He hates seals as much if not more than me.
One time he was snoozing in the back of the Ram at hatches by the sticks. I knew the top of tide would cover the bar by a couple of inches. I'm sitting in a beach chair half asleep and hear him yell.
He woke up and from his perspective thought he had drifted out to sea !
Was pretty funny !
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