So the old FARTS, these grizzly old geezers, no longer fish the crazy hours of the night that I fish, and we don't get many chances to fish together anymore....


On Thur, they came down to Island Beach, and I got to tag along in their beach buggy......
Man I was in heaven!!!!!!


Not having to walk 2 miles from one good body of fish to another....
Not having to get blisters on my feet from scouting....
Not having to carry a plug bag with me every step of the way, conveniently walking to the truck when I wanted to change something....
The convenience of the beach buggy was something that till now, I rejected....


I remember years ago being in Montauk, and Willie Young, another OLD FART invited me to ride along with them, to the next spot, and I sheepishly declined....what a stupid decision not to take him up on that generous offer...


So when THESE OLD FARTS made the offer, I graciously accepted....the day was one of the best surfcasting days I've had in a while, though we only found a few fish....the experience was priceless, and long overdue...I really do miss fishin with you guys...