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Pines grew densely around White's pond. A narrow path, scarcely wider than a child's foot, made its way among the trees around the north and east shores of the lake. You could stand on the path, stick a bamboo pole between the trees, and fish without being seen. This would have been fun, but I never got a nibble on the wooded half of the pond shore. By contrast, one day we fished from the south side, and caught 87 fish!