Really embarrassing story - and an all out free for all. ( Archived) (29)

Why I no longer go fishing.

My dad and his friends love fishing and camping. When I was younger I really wanted to be part of it all, so naturally went along. I didn't mind hanging around and helping bring in the fish. I usually manned the net.

One day my dad decided that I was old enough to handle his fishing pole and handed it to me to watch. All was well and I fished for a few hours, though caught not one fish. Then, as night crept up on us, we agreed to cast out one last time, as several people were moving about around us, either going back to camp or coming to have a chat. I held the pole behind me and checked that all was clear and cast.

I threw the d@mn thing so hard I threw myself out into the water with the rod. And I had an audience. I was seven years old, and haven't been fishing since.

Any one else? Got something to share?

My brother and I used to go fishing together all the time when we were kids until the time we were out in the boat and I knocked this prize...huge bass off his line handing him the net which hit his line...which made the bass go bye bye....OMG!!!!!!!! I think I heard about that for the next month and I refused to go fishing with such a poor fishing sport again!!!!!!!!!

Never went fishing, but I will eat that fish anytime.
I could eat it 4 times a week.

Oh and the time he threatened to make me swim home while duck hunting ended our hunting sagas together....I can't remember what I did that time though....

while fly fishing in deepest ayrshire as a kid- i got the fly caught in my lip- had to get taken to the local quackdoctor to get it removed- -after a while, i ( at about 8 years old) was the one that pointed out that the gas on his sterilising machine had gone out- really boosted my terrified 8 y/o confidence . to add insult to injury- while i was getting that done- all my siblings were taken to the nearby farm for strawberries and cream- have never fly fished since!!

you mean you don't STILL hear about it- you must have lovely brothers- mine would probably use it as a eulogy at my funeral!!

While I still lived at home and got my first car, I had to park on the grass beside the driveway, so pops could get out in the morning. So, one day he decided he was going to replace the garage door. Well that night I came home and parked in my usual spot, right ontop of the new door, I found out the next morning. I dont know why I didnt see it

Drugs most certainly weren't the prob. because drugs dont drive cars, people do.

Oh I only have one brother and if I brought up the word bass..of course I would hear about it and so would everybody else...yeah I never thought about that one...I'm sure he'll use that to eulogize me at my funeral too...that and the hunting incident....