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Trash
Driving down a dirt road toward one of my favorite nearby rock strewn fishing holes I observed absolutely no trash. Pristine was a word that came to mind.
Put on my waders and walked to the beach and waded in the water trying to balance on the rocks utilizing my corkers, which I hardly ever use. I was amazed at all the chit floating by in the water. It was if someone had brought a trash container to the waters edge uptide from where I was casting and emptied it out into the surf line. The breeze and the tide were both working in my direction maybe why thats why it was especially bad I dont know. Bigfish you know where I mean, not that we have ever fished there together, but I know you go there with Peter ?. It used to be that people who went to the shore cleaned up after themselves and boaters made sure nothing ended up in the water, but I dont believe that is true anymore.
And all of us fertilize our lawns and the rain runoff carries the nitrogen from the lawn to the catch basin into the stream, into the river, into the ocean.
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