I ignorantly transgressed 20 feet outside a TMA today with my 6 year old daughter. Someone called the DEP and they duly arrived to give me a formal, written warning. I was in the wrong, so I'm not going to rant about how a State of Steady Habits is also a State of Waste, of time and money; or how the phone happy angler has his head up his arse (you know who you are). First time I've been asked for my license in 5 years of living state-side. Feels like I popped my cherry! No, instead, I say to the kindly DEP chap: F you my friend.