As a kid we used to poke-pole fish on the north side of Dillions. I remember it as being very rocky that direction and we'd wade during low tide in our shorts and freeze our butts off. Every year they'd send us a calendar with a big clam on it showing all the minus tides for the year.
Tent camped their with my folks one forth of July. We had stopped in West Sacramento to buy fireworks on the way. After setting up camp my dad went across the road to chop some firewood for that night. I went over to follow him and a neighbor camp's wiener dog chased me into a ditch and bit the hell out of me biting my butt and the back of my legs. My dad threw his hand axe at the dog, people were yelling, I'm crying, etc. We had to pack up and leave right then and they took me to the Petaluma hospital for shots.
Damn, we had to drive all the way home the same day, and never did get to shoot off those fireworks
Tony
TONY BUZOLICH
Feather River Fly
Yuba City, CA.
(530) 790-7180
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