Last Stripa Semista...headed toward Provincetown's Race Point Beach...I'm driving along the road alongside the beach headed to the spot that I had scouted out in the daylight..(as it was well after 2am now)...when I came across this big Bronco that had its high beams aimed at the ocean surf and there was a man standing on the sand looking out toward the ocean...I panic a bit and figure that someone had been pulled in by the undertow and maybe they have no phone or need help so I stop the car and quickly head toward the man on the beach...when suddenly another man appears, running out of the water...NAKED...bouncing everywhere...and runs directly into the arms of the other man, ( I'm about 25 ft away) they both turn and look at me while I run as fast as I can back to my car... they must have had a Great laugh that night.....I DID NOT FISH THAT NIGHT!!
..Ya never know what to expect, when fishing those back beaches of the cape...especially toward the tip!!
...it finally happened, there are no more secret spots
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