Every once in a while (2 years to be exact) it is fun to feel a big fish pull on the end of your line. I am not a fan of killing or eating fish, but once every 730 days or so seems alright to me. So we hit Dash Point (always at low tide) and dragged a couple to the beach. Now they are at the smokers. Lox anyone?
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