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08-08-2006, 06:08 PM
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Join Date: Dec 2000
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The tide was way up with the new moon. The clay bluff before me was barely passable. "Lots of water moving tonight" I said to myself as I timed a receding wave so as to scurry around the bluff. (I talk to myself occasionally while fishing the surf. On many nights it’s the only company I want). I was into my fifth hour of casting and I was beat with little to show for it. I had been pounded as the flooding tide pushed waves into my body on the islands east side. I was cold and wet, especially my sleeves and neck area. I could taste the salt water on my mustache as I licked my chapped lips. I was totally exhausted, running on stale coffee and Pepperidge Farm cookies. The thought of a warm bed back at the cottage beckoned me. "What the hell am I doing out here?" "Cold, dark, stumbling around on slippery rocks, getting beat up by waves." It is a question I often ask myself when I cast the beach alone. A question that I always have the same answer for. I love it! Surfcasting is my element, my passion! I live for nights like this. Besides, I can't quit now; there are still four hours of fishable tide left.
That's why I fish.
DZ
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DZ
Recreational Surfcaster
"Limit Your Kill - Don't Kill Your Limit"
Bi + Ne = SB 2
If you haven't heard of the Snowstorm Blitz of 1987 - you someday will.
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08-08-2006, 06:10 PM
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Hydro Orientated Lures
Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: Brockton,Ma
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Its kept me out of jail ,,,, so far .
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Belcher Goonfoock (retired)
(dob 4-21-07)
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08-08-2006, 06:58 PM
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Moderator
Join Date: May 2003
Location: Marshfield, MA
Posts: 6,267
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Originally Posted by Tagger
Its kept me out of jail ,,,, so far .
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yup.....keeps me outta the bar |
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08-08-2006, 07:52 PM
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Scarecrow
Join Date: May 2003
Location: bedford ma
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Somebady has to stay up all night throwing hardware at the ocean and snarling "Eat the plug! Eat the plug!. Might as well be me  |
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08-08-2006, 06:20 PM
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Registered User
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: jerseyshore
Posts: 4,949
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Originally Posted by DZ
The tide was way up with the new moon. The clay bluff before me was barely passable. "Lots of water moving tonight" I said to myself as I timed a receding wave so as to scurry around the bluff. (I talk to myself occasionally while fishing the surf. On many nights it’s the only company I want). I was into my fifth hour of casting and I was beat with little to show for it. I had been pounded as the flooding tide pushed waves into my body on the islands east side. I was cold and wet, especially my sleeves and neck area. I could taste the salt water on my mustache as I licked my chapped lips. I was totally exhausted, running on stale coffee and Pepperidge Farm cookies. The thought of a warm bed back at the cottage beckoned me. "What the hell am I doing out here?" "Cold, dark, stumbling around on slippery rocks, getting beat up by waves." It is a question I often ask myself when I cast the beach alone. A question that I always have the same answer for. I love it! Surfcasting is my element, my passion! I live for nights like this. Besides, I can't quit now; there are still four hours of fishable tide left.
That's why I fish.
DZ
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Nice psot DZ.
I often have the same inner conflict/conversations with myself. |
FORE!
It's usually darkest just before it turns Black..
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08-08-2006, 06:50 PM
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Registered User
Join Date: Oct 2004
Location: 100 yards from the surf
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I'm not quite sure why i fish considering how this season has been for me. Come on September!
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 Beer is the reason we get up each afternoon.
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