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With a thought of A Red stuck in my head

It wasn't long Destiny and I were up out of bed

The sun up and just arose

A road to the south, is what we chose

After hours on the road to get where we were going

The wind was NW and it was blowing

The bugs were biting and man they weren't playing

Out came the Off and we were spraying

Met up with Chris a little further down the beach

I could feel a Red, just in reach

We wet a line just for a bit

But quickly found out, fishing wasn't chit

Chris left the beach to get us a bite to eat

He came back with a pizza, man that was sweet

Chris said let's move further south

I couldn't get "OK" quick enough out of my mouth

We sqeezed the trucks on a tight little path

Trying not go give our trucks a bath

The dunes on one side and the ocean on another

Getting through there, was a real mother

We turn the corner and what did I see

Another boat needing assistance from me

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OK OK it really isn;t true

I took a quick pic and then I was through

The beach was a shell hunters heaven

Shells we took home must have numbered 1,000,007

Horseshoe crabs were really numerous

It was almost kinda humerous

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We walked the beaches with a relief from the bugs

Came across a spot that put a smile on our mugs

Wet a line and the fish we did spook

Low and behold, we pounded the fluke

Never got a keeper

As the larger fish must have been sleepers

We waded out on a bar in hopes of a Red

The channel held no fish and was quite dead.

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As the wind switched to the NE

We headed to the surf, in search of a beast

I was still getting some flounder on the oceanside

When I spotted a rod bent over in the corner of my eye

I run to the rod and set the hook

Alot of line this fishy took

I fought it for some while

With a chit eating grin, Ok it was a smile

Just as I got it cross the bar

Landing this beast was too far

It jumps out of the water and looks like a Cobia

Then it happened my worst fobia

The line broke and I was devistated

I wanted to break the rod, but I hesitated

I walked back to the truck shaking my head

Oh well, I'll settle for a Red instead

The night fell and the moon came out

The Gost Crabs were out and about

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24 hours of fishing and I got no Red

I wanted to show you all one, so here is this one instead

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It was a great trip with many fish caught

A Red I would get for sure, I thought

Great time with good friends

Sorry to say, here is where the story ends

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Nice!

Where was the boat aground?

Did you claim salvage rights? LOL!

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Very cool. Thanks for sharing!

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Nice!

Where was the boat aground?

Did you claim salvage rights? LOL!

Just south of False Point On AI

No salvage rights. I haven't got the money.:happy7:

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You fish with those ghost crabs???

Curious...

No, don't fish them. There wasn't a lot to do during the middle of the night. I had to find something for Destiny to do to keep her occupied. These are some of the largest I have seen. Man they are fast.

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Whew...had me wondering if I was missing something!

My son does the same digging and chasing them around:icon_thumleft:

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Well I got down too the island the night before Morty did, fished the beach (dead) so I had to doit I hit one of my spots to catch a few striped ones, ended up with six from 18-24" had fun on light tackle.

Used Tandom rigged Berkley Gulp I've been useing them since they came out I love em!

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There ya go! Poetry is one way to get through those fishing blues!

Thanks for a great read!

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Very nicely done!

Why not fish with the ghost crabs? Besides trying to catch them, do they stink or something else repulsive to the fishy's? I wondered about them the last time I was at the Outer Banks fishing.

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