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    • T’was Hugs. But it’s sundowner time now. The fish of the day are sizzling on the grill, garlic wafts the air, rods, reels and line smothered with saltwater has been freshwater spray washed, ropes curled on the deck, engine fed with fuel. We’re rigged & ready for the next morning’s adventure out onto the ocean. As I lift my glass of dry red wine to take a sip, I hear stories and laughter. The size of the fish always gets larger after a few sips from the grape.


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