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One of the reasons that I stayed in the kelp on this trip is that I have developed a bit of a fear of fishing miles offshore by myself as was my common practice back in the day. I have never flipped my yak in open water. Launches and landings, well that is another story. The thought of being miles away from help, floating next to my turtled yak because I was unable to right the boat and drag my old bones back on board is concerning to say the least.
Some may call me a wus and they would be mostly correct. My wife is kinder. She accuses me of using good judgement for the first time in my yakfishing experience.
I am not afraid of going out over the horizon but I think that the next time I do this, I will have a fishing buddy with me. If there is anyone out there who would like to join me one of these days, please send me a PM.
Bob
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