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Living in Maryland, I've camped at numerous parks. One of the most popular places for recreational activities is the Eastern Shore of Maryland. It offers lots of fishing and water sports. Assateague Seashore is one of the most popular and well visited locations. It offers beachfront camping, wild ponies, and mosquito's that will take a pint of blood at a feeding. One of my favorite places to camp on the shore is a place called Tuckahoe State Park. It's located right outside of Denton, MD. It's strictly a site for those who enjoy the outdoors with no frills. There isn't a lot of activities to be had other than fishing and that suits me just fine.
A few years back, Carol and I spent a weekend down there and took along my brother Dave and her son Stan. Dave and Stan both loved fishing so we figured they would both have a great time down at the huge lake and rivers that run through the park. Stan was the youngest and about 13 at the time. This is important as you will find out later on. We arrived at the park early that evening, set up the tents, and settled in for the night. The next day Dave and I got up early and went into town to get some ice and food. We stopped at a local SuperFresh in Denton. We grabbed some things and I noticed that Dave had a couple of coconuts in his hands. That was sort of strange I thought, since I never knew of him to eat them. I asked him when we got in the car, "what's with the coconuts"? He smiled and said ''ahhh, just a little something I got in mind".
Later that evening, after a day of fishing, we were all back at the campsite, and it had just gotten dark. Dave walked off into the woods behind the tent. A few minutes later we heard, "oowll" as Dave let out with a yell. He came out of the woods rubbing his head and holding a coconut. "This thing fell out of the tree and hit me on the head. Damn coconut trees" he said. Of course, I knew what was up then and said nothing. Stan just kind of looked at him and the coconut with amazement. A couple of hours later after sitting around watching the fire and talking, we noticed that Stan was gone. "Where's Stan, I asked?. Carol laughed and said that he was out in the woods looking for coconuts. Sure enough, he had taken the bait! We all sat there and laughed as we could see Stan shining the flashlight up in the trees trying to find some coconuts.
Of course he didn't find any, but he was determined to find some as he was out there in the woods looking for them the next day and evening. I believe we finally told him on the way home that Coconut Trees don't grow in this neck of the woods, and that Dave had bought them at the store. This has been a running joke for years. Stan brings it up from time to time and we all get a good laugh at it. I can't recall how the fishing went that weekend, but we have a memory that will last a lifetime with 'Stan, the Coconut Hunter'.
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