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Two bass just after dark on Slug-go, not far from home.
The waves were incredible. A set of three waves came and washed over the rock I was standing on. I moved before the waves arrived, the odd thing is... these waves had no buisness being that big. Over another two hours, I never saw another set like'em.
I'm not sure if I fear or respect the ocean... probably both.
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