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PONDERING CORE ESSENCE
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The strike was sharp and sudden, but my line just went slack; there was no run. I cautiously wound down and came tight to a fish. Did I? Or had the bait pulled it's mouth? No, there it was again; seemingly just a small bass. But there was a sudden frenetic energy to the fight, even from this smallish fish. And my first sighting wasn't of the expected solitary bass, but rather a small school of bluefish. I quickly landed the fish and threw a top-water bait for a few casts, but there was no evidence that they had remained anywhere close. It's been over 15 years since I've landed a blue in Maine. This little guy was a welcomed addition to the day's catch, and I guess it's time to keep a popper rigged on a stout rod with a heavy leader. Will I come across them, again? Or will I have another 15-year wait? Pondering the questions of core essence and finding meaning in unexpected ways
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