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Could not agree more. I have had moments like that on the yak on a Sierra lake, out in the ocean, even in the harbor.
One in particular was off the coast of Malibu. The fog rolled in and I could neither see nor hear PCH, the pier, nor anyone else. Then the porpoise came through, as far as I could see in every direction. Truly felt like whatever higher spirit you may believe in created that moment just for me. No fish for me that day, but it was one of my favorite days on the water.
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