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The day I got my grandfather to come out with my dad and I.
He had always fished in Boston harbor with little luck catching stripers. He is almost 85 years old, so hes not into plugs very much anymore (he was the one who started my collection) so he'd just put bait out there in the harbor. a few years back he caught a small schoolie one day and he was so excited. About 2 years ago his boat broke and he was done fishing for the time being. This is when i had began to pic up the sport and tried my luck up in Maine. When my dad and I found there were big fish out there we knew that my grandpa needed to come and fish
We set up a date and he drove from reading to kennebunkport with his rod and reel. There we were, 3 generations knee deep in chilly saltwater, all fishing together. We all ended up getting big stripers, but that didn't seem to matter to any of us. It is a day i think i will remember for the rest of my life.
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