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Though I hardly shore fish anymore (boat guy), i still hit a favorite old spot for schoolies in the spring. its an outflow, and we fish it on the outgoing.
One time I standing there pitch dark, in waist deep water pluggin away and something bumps into me hard right at the water level.
I nearly shat myself, screamed like a littel girl, and almost fell in heading for the beach.
When i calmed down and realized I was not bitten in half, I found it was a limb from a tree that was being carried out to sea.
Wrong place at wrong time.
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