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Post by gavan on Feb 18, 2006 19:29:16 GMT
i was trout fishing, at the time. still a bit embarrasing though. i was up in wales, it was llyn-y dywarchen, top of the nantlle valley, before they started stocking it.. lovely warm sunny day, parked the car,in the little park. there was a motor bike there. went through the little gate, went forward, and to the right, went up the hillock to follow the bank-side, almost at the top, i froze, i could see the top of a mans head, on the grass, on top was a femail, naked, looking straight at me, she didn't bat an eye-lid, needless to say, i retreated,and went the long way round....................gavan.......
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Post by Fruin on Feb 18, 2006 21:20:57 GMT
Turning up to fish after a long drive. Waders-check, reels-check, jacket-check, spare clothes-check, leader material-ckeck, flies-check, lunch and flask-check, rods...rods...rods... no, OH NO I DON'T BELIEVE IT - NO RODS!!!! A wee bit embarrassing!!
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Post by salmonfly on Feb 20, 2006 7:52:21 GMT
The funnies thing for me was, I am backing up trying to beach a fish and fell over a rock, now all the boys are laughing and my waders are filling up with water and the fish is gone.
I put my rod down on the ground and unbuckle my waders and belt, now my waders are down to my ankles and the rod takes off all by itself, what happen is the fish has come back for the fly and hook itself and I am catch with my pants down, now that is a real dilemma . ;D ;D
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