GS - what did you think of the last one I sent to you, cleaned up with the boat on the left and Minot's on the right? I was waiting for your reply... Need a reason - uhh, OK
Saltheart - that's what I'm afraid of, not the boat bit because I'll be able to take my son with me, but I'm afraid of folding beach chairs, slingin' clams on East Beach
... I can see the progression of the surfcaster can be much along the lines of the life span of the average human:
Typical Surfcaster - starts with worms & bread on little fish - Moves to bigger and more elaborate chunking fish get bigger, starts to use jigs and plastic lures - eventually starts rock hopping with good plugs, eels, & plastics - becomes very efficient in many varieties of casting & catching from shore - ailments force more sand and less rocks to fish from - still smart, focuses on easy inlets with short walks to truck - fishing clams again with rod spiked in cooler rack, reel in baitclicker mode, asleep behind the wheel with "easy listening" on the radio - chunking from lawn chairs on East Beach talking about the good 'ole days
Typical life span: born soiling diapers - learn to talk, spoil diapers - learn new things, expand horizons - become competent at many things - retire - soil diapers...
See it's the same thing!!!
Just kiddin'
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