The End
Montauk… The End
If there’s a heaven, and I go there It’s got to be like Montauk in the fall, only I’d be the only guy on the beach and there’s twenty pounders bouncing off my legs in the wash and albies just outside of them.
Welcome to Montauk
Sheer insanity….. That’s what I was thinking last night standing in the rain, this place is sheer insanity. I’d flown clear across the country to stand in the intermittent rain waving a 10 wt hoping to catch some fish.
Anticipation….
Anticipation is a huge part of any kind of fishing, anticipating a strike, anticipating where the fish will be or in my case right now, anticipating my upcoming trip.