t was barely first light, and we were at the “Hundred Square” of Hudson Canyon off New Jersey, three years ago. I had just put out a pair of large ballyhoo rigged under black and purple Joe Shute skirts and was free-spooling a spreader bar down the middle when all three were demolished simultaneously. An expletive escaped my lips as the line burned my thumb, and before I could push the
Unmatched Stamina
Jul 13, 2021
3 minutes
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