Great Fishing Disasters

[newhue]

thought I'd chuck a line in the Macintyre River and show a kids a bit. i laugh now, but at the time it was a head scratching panic type of deal. The kids, well they just thought it was the funniest thing. Not sure however if it was what happened, or just the old man running around.

Disaster 1. Bass stuck in the Yabby net. This sizeable fish had decided to have a crack at going down the tunnel and got itself wedged. Think I could get the blood thing out without half suffocating the poor thing. Mean while another 4 100mm fish are hopping mad also in the net.

Disaster 2. caught a huge log neck turtle on the line. It ate the hook, and whist I'm trying to cut the line all it wanted to do was run back into the water. Scared the life out of me dragging up this big black dome from the muddy waters.

Thought I'd pack up after that. Time to enjoy the sunset.

[weeds]

so long as the kids had a laugh.........nothing else matters

[87County]

From the title I thought it was going to be Herman Melville "tail" :)

[newhue]

so long as the kids had a laugh.........nothing else matters

I recall as a kid I didn't laugh at the time, but telling my folks over dinner about the days fishing disasters I had with my neighbour and his father always had me laughing.

Like the time launching the boat and holding the bow line, only to discover no one tied it onto the boat. The neighbour was miffed after he parked the car only to discover his boat some 50m away floating down the river.

or the time he dropped the trailer off the bottom edge of the boat ramp. As a 10 year old watching the neighbour smoke up the new work Valliant at 6am in the morning was pretty cool. The trailer came up and over eventually, with only a little mudguard damage.

then there was anchoring at his favourite fishing spot. All good until that dam anchor line wasn't tied on either. Out came the reef anchor and we did some trawling. Trouble was his favourite spot was full of rocks. He made sure his reef anchor was tied on, but in a short period of time he had lost the hand rail and another anchor as well.

Of course there was the old where are the bungs trick. I actually thought this one was serious, we were a long way out into Moreton bay before this was discovered. Spares, what spares?

And lastly, he had a talent for finding mud flats. Instead of lightening up the boat and reversing or pushing off them, he liked full throttle for as long at it takes. Watching an 8ft rooster tail of mud was a good laugh for a kid. Getting back home at snails pace wasn't though. He had ground that prop down to nothing.

On the other hand, boating with my old man seemed to always go seamlessly. Early starts, home before the heat of the day. Actually caught fish. And some great overnight trips to Moreton Island. Maybe I'm just bias.

[LandyAndy]

I employed a fellow WA AULROian as a human fuel pump yesterday:censored::censored::censored::censored:: censored::censored::censored::censored::censored:: censored::censored:
Was a long trip in from the Islands in King George sound:mad::mad::mad::mad::mad::mad:
Andrew