Ya know what's really weird? I don't ever remember having a "googan" moment?
(Well there was that one time wading out to fly fish in Barnstable harbor on a bright sunny Sunday morning and after making the 3/4's of a mile trek out to the edge of the channel at low water and just starting to cast to rolling fish I got stomach cramps and had to immediatly head back for the truck, which was a speck on the shore and getting halfway back suddenly realizing I wasn't going to make it and had to make the decision to either drop trou then and there on the spot or wear the consequences. I wonder if the husband and wife team that were clamming 50 feet from me ever got over that sight?)
hmmmm????
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