I spent yesterday prepping the inflatable with my friend Joe. We filled the baffles with air, WD40'ed the rust spots on the trailer, cleaned the boat, organized the life jackets and dug out the anchor. Given that the end was near, these activities were pressing. Fortunately "the end" that I'm referring to was not that of our planet, though concern is still warranted; I'm talking about the end of fishless tides and the beginning of a new day. A fresh season is creeping over the sand.
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