Here is my most painful, funny story. While going "rock hopping" at the Westport jetty to get some seabass, I stop at the top of the jetty to make a cast. Don't know why just did. I was standing just even with the sand line at Halfmoon Bay. I cast out with my jig and just as it hits bottom, BANG fish on. Big fish on. So here I go with my buddy behind me to the water level/beach. I start leaping rock to rock. Just about five feet up I leaped before looking. Which was a BIG mistake. I had just landed on a seaweed and barnacle covered rock. Out from under me go the feet. BAM, right on my ass. But instead of stopping my fall I bounce off the rock and fall five feet to the rock below. As I try and see if I'm still alive and in one piece I still reel in a 24 inch lingcod. My friend said I was there one minute then POOF! gone. He then sees the top of my rod pop back up and heard me yell " Still Got It". Moral, ALWAYS LOOK BEFORE LEAPING. I don't rock hop much anymore. That was a cure all. 6'7" and 360lbs falling hard is not good on the back.

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Just because I look big, dumb, and ugly, doesn't mean I am. It means I can stomp you for calling me it!