I started out about 8. Halfway to where I was going to fish, it started pouring like hell. I think, no problem, I have raingear. Uh--wait a sec. My wife took the Jeep to NY over the weekend, and I cleaned all of my fishing %$%$%$%$ out of it--the effing rain gear is still in my shed.
So instead of turning around and getting it, I think--hey, I'll bet I can get a cheap set at OS Job Lot
I would have lost that bet
By this time it's almost 9. Slack is at 11. By the time I go home and get the raingear, I'll have a whole hour of the tide left, and on this half moon, it won't be moving very much.
So I went home, racked the rod and poured a stiff drink
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