Post by conwyrod on May 26, 2008 16:35:31 GMT
OK, we've all had them.
Sometimes funny in hindsight, but perhaps not so funny at the time, broken tackle; lost fish; or perhaps even dangerous or life threatening events might be involved.
I was the proud owner of a MGB roadster in my mid-20's, and living in Yorkshire at the time - nay Tippy, it wasn't Barnsley. ;D Arranged to go barbel fishing with some guys from work on the river Ure, somewhere north of Ripon I think.
Parked up our cars on a grass verge near the river and tackled up - I'd never fished for barbel but our expert mate had brought a load of spam/luncheon meat. I forget what happened, but as we tackled up we got into an argument with some local youths - we told them to eff off and went fishing.
The fishing was hopeless, never had a bite, so we returned to the cars in the evening, cold and hungry, and looking forward to a quick pint or two. To cut a long story short, I turned the ignition on and (fortunately) noticed the oil warning light was on. Checked the engine, and all seemed fine. When I checked under the car, I noticed the oil sump plug was missing - I immediately guessed that those spotty youths must have removed it.
Next a bit of luck - we stopped in the nearest village and found a garage. The owner said he didn't stock parts but he said he had an old Morris Minor out the back - he took the sump plug off the Morris and would you believe it, it fitted perfectly. A lucky escape - thank goodness British Leyland had a policy of using the same sump plugs on its numerous models.
A couple of other 'happy' memories:
There used to be a company called Pateke Morton which sold blanks in the early days of carbon rods. I spent the winter making up a 10' #7 rod, which I intended to use for sea trout. First trip out was to a trout fishery in Cheshire. First cast, i thought I'd see how long a line it would cast - [glow=red,2,300]CRACK[/glow] and the rod snapped on the very first cast.
I was eager to get fishing one day, as the river was in fine fettle. Parked the car, a Capri, and opened the tailgate to get tackled out. I leaned my nice Hardy rod (still in the bag) against the side of the car while I put my kit on. All done, slammed the tailgate down and heard a cracking noise - the tailgate had smashed into the top of the rod bag and sheared off the tops of both rod sections.
A few weeks later, my car was broken into at the same spot and my Sharpes Scottie cane rod was stolen.
Don't be shy, share your not-so happy memories.
Sometimes funny in hindsight, but perhaps not so funny at the time, broken tackle; lost fish; or perhaps even dangerous or life threatening events might be involved.
I was the proud owner of a MGB roadster in my mid-20's, and living in Yorkshire at the time - nay Tippy, it wasn't Barnsley. ;D Arranged to go barbel fishing with some guys from work on the river Ure, somewhere north of Ripon I think.
Parked up our cars on a grass verge near the river and tackled up - I'd never fished for barbel but our expert mate had brought a load of spam/luncheon meat. I forget what happened, but as we tackled up we got into an argument with some local youths - we told them to eff off and went fishing.
The fishing was hopeless, never had a bite, so we returned to the cars in the evening, cold and hungry, and looking forward to a quick pint or two. To cut a long story short, I turned the ignition on and (fortunately) noticed the oil warning light was on. Checked the engine, and all seemed fine. When I checked under the car, I noticed the oil sump plug was missing - I immediately guessed that those spotty youths must have removed it.
Next a bit of luck - we stopped in the nearest village and found a garage. The owner said he didn't stock parts but he said he had an old Morris Minor out the back - he took the sump plug off the Morris and would you believe it, it fitted perfectly. A lucky escape - thank goodness British Leyland had a policy of using the same sump plugs on its numerous models.
A couple of other 'happy' memories:
There used to be a company called Pateke Morton which sold blanks in the early days of carbon rods. I spent the winter making up a 10' #7 rod, which I intended to use for sea trout. First trip out was to a trout fishery in Cheshire. First cast, i thought I'd see how long a line it would cast - [glow=red,2,300]CRACK[/glow] and the rod snapped on the very first cast.
I was eager to get fishing one day, as the river was in fine fettle. Parked the car, a Capri, and opened the tailgate to get tackled out. I leaned my nice Hardy rod (still in the bag) against the side of the car while I put my kit on. All done, slammed the tailgate down and heard a cracking noise - the tailgate had smashed into the top of the rod bag and sheared off the tops of both rod sections.
A few weeks later, my car was broken into at the same spot and my Sharpes Scottie cane rod was stolen.
Don't be shy, share your not-so happy memories.