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Back in the old days before I graduated from high school .My uncle Al had a camp in the Worcester surf casters club. He used to let me and someof my brothers stay with him for a week or 2 over the summer. It was within walking distance of the train bridge and we used to walk down and hit almost every tide . When the weather was better we would go out in his boat ,originally he had a 18 foot thompson's inc wooden boat with a Ray Jefferson flashing depth sounder. He knew every rock in the hayfield and he could read that flasher better than most people can read the new type. He would make a pass over a spot and give us the "there they are" we'd count to 3 and boom someone would have one on. Other boats would be riding up our 6 and getting zip.
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