"Decided
to go fishing one day," writes contributor Tara Chando. "After
buying beer at the grocery store, I asked a guy smoking out front
where to get bait. His reply: "Master Bait." Just as I
was about to say, "F--you!" and give him the finger, he
proceeded to give me directions to Master Bait and suggestions on
what to use for the best fish. By the tone of his voice and expressionless
face, I came to the conclusion that he was directing me to an actual
bait shop. With a car full of laughing friends, I drove where he
was pointing. Sure enough..."
East
Haven, Connecticut
Photographed
by Tara Chando, July, 2002
Posted on RoadTrip America August, 2002
