worst place for a fish hook
What is the worst that you have been hooked or had someone hooked with a fish hook. Several years ago I got my older brother started fishing and we got a small boat and was out on a small pond when he tried to cast a lure and caught me between the legs and kept jerking the rod because it was hung up on something. (Ya someTHING) was right. It didn't take me long to figure what he was hooked on. He never let me forget it, and I never got in a boat with him again. Last year I took my Son-In-Law and grandson out for a little fishing trip. The Grandson likes to pet each fish that you catch, along with each minnow or nightcrawler that you use. Son-In-Law caught a nice fish and swung it in the boat and the grandson grabbed at it to pet it just as the fish came unhooked about a foot off of the floor of the boat. Needless to say he embedded the hook in his hand. I will say that I am getting pretty good at taking hooks out now. Last week I took my wife's sister (from Georgia) and her daughter and her 3 grandkids fishing. One of the boy's caught a nice little Bluegill and swung it in the boat and the other boy turned around with his fishing pole to look at the fish and the little girl run to the back of the boat to look at the fish and got the boy's fish hook in the mouth. The boy's were really into the fishing,but the girl wasn't into the fishing as much. She was more into going thru everything I had in the boat and when I saw her hang one of my more expensive rod and reels over the side of the boat and only hanging on the end guide, the trip ended pretty quick. I really enjoy taking kids fishing until they start messing with my equipment and then it is time to head for the dock.
grocery store parking lot
I used to carry my fishing poles with me in the back of my mini van. Kept them there all the time, just in case I got a chance to wet my line.
They were laying down the side of the van with the handles to the back.
So, one day I go to the grocery store to run in and pick up something (don't remember what). I come back out and jump in the van and felt the worst pain in my arse that I've ever felt. :eek: I raised my butt up off the seat, yelping like a scalded dog. I couldn't get out of the van cuz the line wouldn't give, and I couldn't sit down cuz it hurt too bad. So, I sit there holding onto the steering wheel, raised up off the seat and panicking. :confused:
Into the parking lot of the grocery store comes a friend. I start honking the horn like crazy and get her and everyone elses attention in the parking lot. She comes over to the van and I get the window down and start yelling at her to "get it out of my butt!" I thought she was going to wet her pants laughing at me while pulling that hook out (and not so gently I might add)
Live and learn..the handles ALWAYS go to the front. :D