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One time when I was a kid, we were fishing hHull Gut with my father and his friend. A guy pulls up in his car, I think it was an Alfa Spider or an MG, but anyway he has the top down, and look like he just jumped out of the Orvis catalogue. He gets his rod, snaps on a swimming plug, casts it for all he is worth, and then sits the rod in a sand spike while he smokes his pipe. Everyone basically laughed at the guy. After a little while his rod doubles over, and he fights and land the biggest striper I had ever seen. The thing was so big, that it's tail was hanging out of the convertible from the side.
I have also seen people fiishing live eels off the beach on a fishfinder like you would chunk bait, and guess what, fish on. I think the boss man was there for that one.
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