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Last night made the long ride east down memory lane....
.........And it was replenishing to the soul.
Went down the Cape for the first time in 4 years last night. God how I miss what it used to be out there.
Ran through all my old haunts in Wellfleet and Truro before sun down. Only saw one seal at each beach, not the herds like used to be. Water was clean. Felt good to smell the pine and salt air again. I could feel my heart skip a beat with anticipation as I drove down the roads off route 6. Felt invigorating to feel the soft sand down there, stand up to my knees in the mighty back beach waters and feel the sand wash between my bare toes with the waves...
Got to watch some nice fireworks for Truro's 300th birthday....Saw some old friends that I had not seen in years.......Had the customary nasty thunderstorms roll in. Drove through the lots of all the beaches late. Not A SOUL. Was impressed with the police and park ranger presence even at the town beaches. It was darker than inside a bulls butt.
Made one quick cast at Ballston for old time sake then ran like hell from the lightening back to the truck and drove home about 2 this morning. Was different to not need an eel rag. Just pitch it in the sand and grab it like old times.
God how I missed it.
Back to the wetsuit and korkers.........
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