Last week I almost met the giant striper in the sky while fishing Hazard Ave...
I knew it was a dangerous place, I saw bait jumping and went for the rocks. After watching the waves for a while I thought I was going to be safe, but after 1/2 hour a rouge wave came in up to my waist and sucked me down the rocks. Luckily I had my wits about me and jammed the butt of my pole downward and it lodged into the cracks in the rocks whick stopped me from going into the drink.
After reading that article this morning I couldnt help but think that I could have drowned and the article could have been about me
I think I'll stick to sand and boats for a while
eben
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