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About 10 years ago I was fishing bait at Quonsoo with heavy surf. After several small fish I hook a slob. I am finally able to ride her to shore on a big wave and there she is, high and dry, 35+(I could make the story better and say it was a certain derby winner...but it wasn't). As I spike the rod, the hook falls out. I go running down to grab the fish as I see the next line of rollers bearing down on us. I can't get a hand in the gill or mouth so I just put a bear hug on her as the waves break over and pummel me. I guess you can figure out this one ends......
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