Snagging pogies in Wellfleet Harbor from a canoe. When we got our fill, paddled to the Wharf where the Ice-Cream shop is now. And I jumped out, barefoot onto the oysters. It was like dancing on broken glass. I never saw so much blood.Took a year for my feet to completely heal.
Put on two pair of socks and taped them up, went fishing and got skunked altho I had one monster hit. Finished the weekend with fileted feet and a broken heart.
