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There is nothing like the smell of the salt water. I grew up less than a mile from the Edmonds ferry dock on the Puget Sound. Summer mornings after I finished my paper route, I would grab my rod and tackle and head for the fishing dock on the waterfront. Sometimes there were as many as fifty fishermen casting from that perch. I think I went there more for the excitement than I did for the fish. So it did not disappoint me too badly when I went home day after day with no catch.
