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Another time, which was my fist big bass/ blue ever and probably what got me hooked in this sport. I was fishing under a bridge in Weymouth catching school bluefish. Thought I was going to keep a couple and forgot the knife in the truck. Through out a fresh chunk 5 feet from shore due to the quick drop off. I remember there was a outgoing tide. I went to the truck which was a 5 min. walk there and back. Now I had just started bass fishing and was using a Rhino reel and a 7 foot ugly stick with 20 pound test. I came back to where I was fishing and my rod and reel where gone. "WTF!" I was pissed and frantically started looking around. I glimmer caught my eye and I could barley make out what looked like a rod but under water. I reached in elbow deep and gripped my rod. And sure as the sun comes up there was weight on the other end. The reel was stripping line and time was running out. There was a small jetty next to me which I hopped up on and started to walk toward the fish as it went down tide taking line. I finally got to the end of the rocks and started spooling the reel. SNAP! That was it. That was 7 years ago and thousands of dollars of gear, and three boats later. Most expensive rod and reel I ever bought.
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