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Originally Posted by bassballer
I took a freind with me to beavertail one night. Always asking to take him out fishing, so i finally gave him. Gave him an old pair of waders and set him up with some korkers. We walked down the rocks to the surf and told him to fish a certain area. I wandered off a little and came back to him an hour later. He hadnt moved an inch from where I left him. I said "you can move around ya know". He said "$?ck that!, this place is scary as sheet, im not movin anywhere". The tail can screw with your head.
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It was nice to have it all to myself last night.
Just me and my great grandfather and grampa. That place is actually my comfort zone. I hate sand.