Got to sample some vintage rides at a craggy headland on the eastern seaboard this September. There's something strangely wonderful about tapping into the life of things, things that have been around the block a time or two and still possess the magic.
Like this '58 woody that's been in my buddy's family since day one. Four generations of fishing from this boat and still running strong. Then there was the mid-80's Shaun Tomson twinny collecting dust in the shed. My buddy got it at a garage sale for $15 bucks 10 yrs. back. Beak nose, fat and friendly foil, and plenty 'o VVVVeeeeee
The surf was nothing to write home about but the fish was fresh, the beer was cold, and catching up with old friends, way over due.
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