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Last year in late September went surfcasting and I had a 12 fish in a morning with about 6 keepers all on the same bucktail. I even lost a few. It was the strangest thing as I felt I knew where they were in the rocks and it was just a matter of casting to them. Never had that before as it is usually appears to be more of a case of happy accident when I hook up. For a brief moment I thought I had figured it out and was over the moon for the rest of the day. Reality set in the next morning when I was dunked from my rock.
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