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My dad and his buddies used to do an annual trip to Nantucket around Halloween. He always tells me the story about some young kid that had never surf casted before. As the story goes, it was late, people were getting decent fish (mid twenties) quite regularly on swimming type plugs. I know my dad and his friends were fishing wind cheaters as that was their go-to plug back in the 70's. They had there fair share of nice fish when my dad says he looks over and sees this kid, who I already said was a rookie, throwing tins at night, bouncing them slowly off of the bottom. To make a long story short, he heard the kid screaming, "I think my reel is broke!" He said after watching for about a half hour, the kid pulls a 54#cow, completely dead, onto the beach. That was biggest striper he said he has ever seen been caught.
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