the RI fling, but my the hairs on the back of my neck were telling me I had to go elsewhere Saturday
and sometimes it pays to listen to your Spidersense
. The way this 39.1 lber wove my spiderwire through rocks and kelp, it's a miricle I landed her. It's a bit wierd to watch the fish your fighting pass you going north as you go south to work the line free from a bolder.
Although my spidersense was telling me to stay home today and get some work done, I promised my boss I'd get out with him, but all wasn't loss. The weather was brutal outside, but these two fell to some macks drifted in the swells anyway.
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