...enjoying the sunset, playing keep-the-tin-away with the blues, not many folks around. Beautiful night, save for the lack of wind, which aided the skeeters. Anyways, after trying in vain to find the "edge of the school" in this endless horde of fish I called it an evening and started to walk back towards the path, when the people responsible for the occasional camera flash that I had been seeing off to my left for the last 25 minutes slowly came into view. The first thing I could tell was that it was a shapely young woman taking the pictures, of what I thought was her baby, er no her young child, er... OMG... it's her boyfriend, (or at least her REAL close friend) posing starkers right there in the wash!
I just held my SWE hat up to the side of my head to block the view, which elicited a chuckle from the none-to-shy couple, who happily snapped away as I passed. My only real regret of the encounter, other than the fact that I saw some guys ass laying in the wash was that I didn't fish 10 minutes longer. When I got to the head of the path back to the parking lot I turned to take a last glance (at the general activity, it was 100 yds. and close to 9:00 so don't even go there) and all I could see was the silhouette of a young woman, frollicking in the surf...
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