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It was quiet, an aged man and wife sat on the pier with what looked like very impressive fishing rods indeed. They seemed intent on their lines dangling into the water below and unimpressed by the nosey newcomers grunting “chicken” when question about their bait. All heads whipped as the dunes began to vibrate […]http://www.thedesertecho.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/the-otways-fishing-sand-dunes.jpg