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Two years ago I was schoolie fishing down under a bridge with an ultralight. I hooked a schoolie and as he surfaced within a couple of feet from me up along side of it, came a monster cow. I didn't know if it was his big brother, looking to protect him or thinking that he was an easy snack. I felt totally out gunned and left. I returned later that night with mojo gear and the night after that and the night after that... nada. Still haunts me.
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