David Churbuck’s Reel-Time FLog

Went quahogging in the rain this morning with Cousin Pete and youngest, Fisher. Last shot at a special cove before it gets its usual seasonal closure tomorrow, took my peck in less than half-an-hour and will sure miss that spot. Now I have to join the rest of humanity and take my chances in the usual open spots.

Pete went squidding in the morning mist off of Lone Rock and came home with just four. Wish I knew the magic secret for cleaning them. I need to get out there — perhaps tomorrow — to load up on calimari fixings and fluke bait for the summer. Still haven’t wet a line for schoolies — weather’s been a bit punk and I’m slammed getting ready for the first day of a new job on Monday. It’s been a fun but impoverished two years on the beach.

Sandwich Ship Supply in the morning for some new clam knives a new Grunden pullover to replace my favorite lost to who knows where.

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