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ROOSTERFISH & GT RODS
Your rod is stuck between your armpit, and a two handed strip suits the fly as it zips through the clear water. The shadow behind it looks interested, now fully committed, and finally, flat out pissed. Suddenly, you hit a brick wall, and the rod becomes parabolic in its bend. The fly line escapes your grasp faster than you ever could have expected, the sand burning your palms. You could careless how your hands feel, because you know you’re in for a good one. It's time to fight the impenetrable, the fish of your dreams tossing in the surf.