All this talk about busted cameras and stuff had me reminded I have a pile of them to toss out... I gave one final check on the drowned and beaten ones that I didn't already feed to the swords and fluke of the undersea world, to make sure nothing more was salvagable off or out of them.
I came upon the dreaded original antichrist... My original HP315. The one that takes pocs when it wants to... Last OCWMO she was soaked down good and then left in the rolling tackle box to smoulder for a couple weeks. At MA500 I dug her out and she was quite dead. I put in fresh batteries and she still showed the terminally dead message... Again she sat in the Rolling Tackle box til I traded the old girl.
Now I was just out in my garage where she was sitting in a pile of rusted hooks and other yucky stuff. I wiped the layer of crud off her and as I did I hit one of her buttons. The old ***** bleeped at me and lit right up like nothing was ever wrong...
I opened her up and found my wash down crew from OCWMO... A lot of guys remember them from a distance... Figured I'd warm you up with my view...![]()
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