65 degree weather in December in NYC called for a trip to Coney Island. I ventured over to the new and improved viewing dock off of the boardwalk and found a whole fishing world in Coney Island that I never new existed. I stayed for a little while and just observed what was going on. The guys fished in silence. There were no side conversations. Just the sounds of the ocean, the fish hitting the deck and a little girls toy truck instrumental song looping and providing the soundtrack to the 20 minute photo sesh.