The tide was in so it was time to take Mason to give surf fishing a try. We set up the rigs, planted our pole holders in the sand, attached the bait to the hooks, casted, and waited. It was not long until Mason had hooked a nice fish I suspected was a Corbina. He fought a good fight, only to have the fish break free as it neared the shore. Camille studied an anchovy Gail caught in a sand bucket. Exhausted from all the excitement, Grandad sat in his chair in the shade and nodded off.
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