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for me it was the first time I ever caught large fish. we were down race pt, mid 90s, on the beach and there was a biblical bluefish blitz going on. miles and miles of blues up and down the beach there was 3' of peanuts washed up on the beach trying to escape the carnage. the blues took their toll and we had to go up to nelsons and restock. we got back down the beach and as soon as we get out of the truck I can see huge shadows splitting up the peanut schools. I remember being so nervous and the adrenaline was pumping. as soon as my tin hit the water I was on. I had never heard a drag sing like this and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I looked at my buddy and asked "what should I do?" and he said "just hold on". we spent the rest of the day bailing large and it's etched into my memory forever
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