Within the seed of failure, lies the trees of greatness.
I was Kayak fishin for lobster. It was a calm night, slight chill, but I made my way out to the short inlet at Doheny. I laid my traps. Last light fade to darkness. A few short lobsters later, the seals came by and sucked up my bait and left my traps empty! I fought with the seals to save my traps. I was harassed.
Damn seals!
What was my first night, ended in failure. But wisdom will have its day.
I licked my wounds, pulled my traps and left....I'll be back.
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