I'm thinking 7mm mag, back to back, walk 1000 paces, turn, sit down drink a six pack (or a bottle of wine), say screw it and walk back, get in your cars and go home to a loving and beautiful wife.
Then get up on Saturday morning and go fish for the species of your choosing, in your desired location, using the presentations you deem fit for the occasion.
May the fish gods smile on you, let you catch the species of your choosing, to be released into the grease or water, whatever.
And last, and most important, remember. It's trying to catch fish, not life and death.
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