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This is a little story about a friend of ours.. One night early last fall a group of guys went out on a great adventure in search of the great striped ones. Earlier trips had produced little success. On this day the gods would smile, for they had now entered into the land of Red. At first the searchers had very disapointed and worried faces from bluefish scattered on the beach caught by a few fisherman who had been"slamming them all night".
the distraught faces as the cigar butts started to pile up in the foam as the waves tried to reach the driest sand. Then it happened..... someone caught a striped one!!! And then another one. this one was worth a pic and a measure, and then another pic and measure. This continued for a couple of hours, and this night was deemed by all a great success.
John this story is all yours for spending all that valuable time on the beach taking pictures and witnessing measurements unselfishly. NOW WILL YOU PUT YOUR NAME ON THE GD LIST!!!!
THANKS
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