I'm I'm the zone I'm killin it. 10 feet below the surface I scan the sand looking for fluke.
I see two beaty eyes, then I see the whole fishes outline. "You muthafucka", headshot!
Stoned.
Dinner.
First fish in four trips.
First it's the breathing, next it's the form, then the posture.
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Sunday, June 23, 2013
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