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General => General Discussion => Topic started by: Big Tread on January 09, 2013, 08:27:46 PM
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With people starting to come back from holidays I bet there a few embarrassing incidents out there to make us laugh ;D.
I'll go first. We spend each Christmas at Inverloch fishing, kayaking and hanging out with family. The Inverloch boat ramp is a mad house on weekends and hot days at Christmas and a place to avoid if possible. There are jocks and their jet skis or Daddies speed boat with thumping music, queues out the car park and into the street, and people fishing and jumping off the jetty who don't give way to boats. However, it is also the best place in town for some entertainment, watching the action on the ramp, so it is always crowded with people.
Anyway, the urge to wet a line overcame the logic to avoid the ramp one day last week so I put in early and headed back to the ramp mid morning before the crush. I had the car on the ramp and was just nosing the boat upto the trailer when the engine stalled. The tide was running fast and before I could do anything I was drifting away from the trailer with the current. Suddenly all eyes on the jetty were on me. I tried starting the engine with no luck and was getting increasingly worried and ebarrassed that I would need to call for help. Ironically the SES had just put their boat in so help was at hand, but oh the embarrassment!
I kept trying to start the engine with no luck, it sounded like lack of fuel but there looked like there was plenty in the tank. However, the primer bulb was soft and when I squeezed it there was a sucking noise. So I managed to tip the fuel tank on its side and pumped the primer to get some fuel flowing. Fortunately I got the engine started but I figured I'd only have a minute or so of running time and I was now a long way away from the ramp. I figured I had one chance to get the boat on the trailer or suffer extreme embarrassment :-[. Well, I nosed up to the trailer and drove on perfectly and just as the bow hit the bow roller the engine cut out. I jumped out, clipped the chain on, sheepish wave to the the snickering crowds and then outa there.
Moral of this story, always refuel even for short trips and always offer to help others on the ramp because you never know when you'll need help yourself, even for the more "experienced" of us. At least it wasn't as bad as the bloke a year or so back who dropped his jet ski off onto the concrete as he was reversing down the ramp and then ran over it with the trailer.
Cheers
Big Tread
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None for me yet, but given that I have just bout my first CT and have little experience driving a trailer, stay tuned!! Off to the local shopping centre carpal I go for some good old driving practice...
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We were sitting at the entrance to Peron Dunes in Tassie watching all the kids in their 4wd's tackle the dune to get off the beach when one young fella couldnt for the life of him get his 4wd up this dune.
He looked to us as though he was in 4wd low range and simple couldn't get the momentum up to make it up and over the little dune. No worries, he had a few goes and was having a laugh at himself each time as he stopped short, but it was all in good fun. Until his rough looking father came along stubbie in hand ranting and raving to his son how hopeless he is and telling him where he was going wrong etc in no uncertain terms, and not only was it rough looking dad it was also rough looking uncles all stubbies in hand also giving the young fella a red hot go about not being able to get over the dune.
So as you can now imagine dad has kicked the son out and proceeded to show him how its done...........dad fell way short of where the son was getting and I can tell you the motor in this 4wd was screaming and starting rattle and knock so bad I dont think it would have lasted too many more attempts! LOL
It was about this stage some young blokes in our group started helping by way of advice...... "your tyre pressures look way too high" and "give it a go in high range, you will get a lot more speed up" etc well the dad and uncle started suggesting back that the tyre pressures were right and they know what they are doing etc........I tried suggesting to the young fellas that giving advice at this stage isnt really what the angry dad wants to hear as the tension was getting quite thick, especially as one socially inept young fella in our group thought it was ok to laugh and get excited each time they tried to get over the dune and didnt make it.............I grabbed the wife and kids and left LOL I think angry dad and uncle might still be trying to get over the dune!
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This is old one from me..
A few years years ago, I owned on old Pajero, rough as guts, but it went..
Took it camping to Anna Bay, stayed at Middle Rock caravan park.
Took my mate and his son, and his teenage mates down to the water on Samurai Beach, not really realising it at first, but it is "Clothing Optional".
Anyways, tyres down a little (obviously not enough) driving through the waters edge, dragging said teenage boys on skim boards having a ball. Remembering MOST of what I had been told about sand driving, turning UP the beach to turn around etc.. Going great for about an hour, then we spotted the two wives walking up the beach towards us, so, what did I do? I stopped, on the flat sand and noticed too late there was a channel between me and the hi tide mark, went to move, and stuck, stuck fast too... Tide was coming in..
Anyway, crowd gathering, plenty of people watching, no one offering to help, for what seemed like a lifetime....
Anyway, this guy comes up, with a hat, rash vest and it was not until he squatted down to let more air out of the tyres, that i spotted 'the rest' and it was like HELLO... dangling in the sand and water....
End result was, wife smacked me in the back of the head, "idiot" she says and walks off.
Boys were digging around the tyres, two nice young men came out from behind the dunes and drove their LandRover down the beach side of the channel and we joined 4 (yes that rights, 4) snatch straps and they dragged a very embarrassed me out of what was now, water...
Lesson learned.
Now, a few years later, I have driven on sand a few times and I am ALWAYS weary of where I am and what the ground under me is like.....
If that had happened today, it would be all over YouTube....
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We were sitting at the entrance to Peron Dunes in Tassie watching all the kids in their 4wd's tackle the dune to get off the beach when one young fella couldnt for the life of him get his 4wd up this dune.
He looked to us as though he was in 4wd low range and simple couldn't get the momentum up to make it up and over the little dune. No worries, he had a few goes and was having a laugh at himself each time as he stopped short, but it was all in good fun. Until his rough looking father came along stubbie in hand ranting and raving to his son how hopeless he is and telling him where he was going wrong etc in no uncertain terms, and not only was it rough looking dad it was also rough looking uncles all stubbies in hand also giving the young fella a red hot go about not being able to get over the dune.
So as you can now imagine dad has kicked the son out and proceeded to show him how its done...........dad fell way short of where the son was getting and I can tell you the motor in this 4wd was screaming and starting rattle and knock so bad I dont think it would have lasted too many more attempts! LOL
It was about this stage some young blokes in our group started helping by way of advice...... "your tyre pressures look way too high" and "give it a go in high range, you will get a lot more speed up" etc well the dad and uncle started suggesting back that the tyre pressures were right and they know what they are doing etc........I tried suggesting to the young fellas that giving advice at this stage isnt really what the angry dad wants to hear as the tension was getting quite thick, especially as one socially inept young fella in our group thought it was ok to laugh and get excited each time they tried to get over the dune and didnt make it.............I grabbed the wife and kids and left LOL I think angry dad and uncle might still be trying to get over the dune!
Probably didn't have the hubs locked in!
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While sitting here reading this thread I heard a nasty crunch outside so went out to see that the neighbour across the road had tried to reverse a tandem trailer into their garage with a load that was about 20cm higher than the roller door opening. The door is ripped out of the slides and bent like a banana and the neighbour is still cussing 10 minutes on.
Trevor
PS: Was funny from my perspective ;D ;D ;D ;D not so good from his :-[ :-[ :-[ :-[
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couple of years ago i pulled up on my front lawn, got out of the car and checked the letterbox, while bent down i heard this sickening crunch and instantly thought someone has just had a prang on the corner, i looked up to see our car had rolled down the hill on my front yard and hit the only tree on my block - ever since then the hand brake is the first thing i check before getting out of the car
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couple of years ago i pulled up on my front lawn, got out of the car and checked the letterbox, while bent down i heard this sickening crunch and instantly thought someone has just had a prang on the corner, i looked up to see our car had rolled down the hill on my front yard and hit the only tree on my block - ever since then the hand brake is the first thing i check before getting out of the car
I had that happen to me as well.
I had just bought my first "proper" new car whilst on P plates. It was an immaculate El falcon. ;D
Anyway I went around to my girlfriend at the time to show her old man. Parked it out the front on the nature strip and went inside.
about 10 min late we heard a huge CRUNCH, and thought nothing of it as people were always having accidents on the highway.
It wasn't until about 15 min later when the police knocked on the door and asked for me..........
I followed them out side and they proceeded to point down the hill at the back of a grey falcon boot. "Is that your car son?" the first gent asked.
I looked at it, and thought It must be, mine isn't parked where I left it...........
We walked down to where the car was and it turned out that It was indeed my car. It had rolled around 750m down hill, over the kerb and through a guys front brick fence!
Thank goodness no one was hurt.
So after pooping myself we went to check why it had rolled down hill...... The handbrake was on, the car was only 500km old. Checked the shifter, it seemed to be in gear.
Turns out that the handbrake wasn't adjusted properly and wasn't engaging completely and that I had not quite put it in gear. Lol whoops.
$1800 worth of insurance later and all was well, Ford did come to the party though due to not checking the car properly but not good when the car has bright red P plates on the back.
I think I was nearly as red as the Plates!
Cheers
Evo
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Same here, had an old GE Galant with a dicky hand brake, pulled up the driveway with my son sitting in the front passenger seat.
Car was in neutral (manual) with the handbrake on, I hopped out to check the mail box, turned around, "Where the hell is the car".
It was sitting in the middle of the road after rolling down my driveway, then up the neighbours driveway (which thankfully had a good slope on it as well).
I raced down to the car to check if my son was OK. He was all of 5 years old at the time. I stuck my head in the door and he had a p!ssed off look on his face and said "That wasn't fun dad".
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Doing a hedge trim on Monday and i managed to get a tooth from the trimmer go in my finger and out the other side.
I had to slide my finger off the blade after turning it off. Didn't hurt really either, but felt funny sliding it off.
Four bandaids and 2 panadols and got stuck in and finished the job.
I might post up later on why you should'd operate a ride-on mower pissed.
(At my own property, would never ever mow a clients place after even 1 drink.)
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Doing a hedge trim on Monday and i managed to get a tooth from the trimmer go in my finger and out the other side.
I had to slide my finger off the blade after turning it off. Didn't hurt really either, but felt funny sliding it off.
Four bandaids and 2 panadols and got stuck in and finished the job.
I might post up later on why you should'd operate a ride-on mower pissed.
(At my own property, would never ever mow a clients place after even 1 drink.)
Please do, gotta see this one!
Cheers
Evo
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A Bloke that l have head of tryed 11 times to get up Big Red out of Birdsville with way to much preasure in his tyres . Dodgy tyre guage so l was told . Even the watching Cops were rolling around laughing as the show rolled on . His SWOMBO kept taking pics , then walked up herself to rub salt into a wounded pride . Cannt remember his name at present , but he is a top bloke :cheers:
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Doing a hedge trim on Monday and i managed to get a tooth from the trimmer go in my finger and out the other side.
I had to slide my finger off the blade after turning it off. Didn't hurt really either, but felt funny sliding it off.
Four bandaids and 2 panadols and got stuck in and finished the job.
I might post up later on why you should'd operate a ride-on mower pissed.
(At my own property, would never ever mow a clients place after even 1 drink.)
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Father in law was wondering why his mower wasn't working properly. He put his hand on the edge of the cowling to tip it on its side and promptly cut the top of a finger off! Not sure if that was before or after he slashed his leg with the chainsaw. I won't let him near any of my power tools!
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couple of years ago i pulled up on my front lawn, got out of the car and checked the letterbox, while bent down i heard this sickening crunch and instantly thought someone has just had a prang on the corner, i looked up to see our car had rolled down the hill on my front yard and hit the only tree on my block - ever since then the hand brake is the first thing i check before getting out of the car
speaking of handbrakes....i believe there is a forum member here who recently visited Moreton Island with camper in tow. on leaving the campsite to head home he may have forgotten to release the brake on his KK and found it very hard going in the sand through an inland track. i believe it got to the point his vehicle started to overheat and he had to stop on the track he was on before blowing the motor. it was at this stage he got out of said vehicle and then noticed he hadn't released the trailer brake before leaving camp. after letting the vehicle cool down some, apparently it was much easier to tow with the brake released.
no names mentioned...cough...cough...Mr Mac....cough...cough ;) ;D ;D
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Hi,
I forgot to release the hand brake on our old International fire truck once.
It was a rather ineffective drive shaft type of drum brake.
I thought it was a bit sluggish, and realised my mistake when checking the mirror again about 500m down the road.
I was being followed by a large, foul smelling white cloud of smoke.
cheers
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Just dropped the pin from my treg hitch right on my little toe. Hurt like a b**ch and now my toe black purple and a few other shades.
Eddy
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Never forgot, had an early toyota corona.
Very proud owner as it was my first car.
I washed it every friday afternoon ready for the wekend ahead.
However one friday arvo whilst around the back of the car washing the boot area, the car decided to roll down the drive. To my horror my mums car was first in, and my car was making a direct b line with me hanging onto the bumper to stop the impact???
Well the rest is history.
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OK, there is a bit of a story to get to this, so hang in there...... 8)
In april 08, a P-plater hung a u-turn at the lights in Maroochydore and bowled me arse over tit off a motorbike.
I went sailing through the air and landed shoulder first on the square curb edge.
Now, i didn't know at the time, but i had a broken right scapula in two places, sore knee, lots of bark off, you know, the usual.
So, the ambulance turns up, along with the cops, and the fire truck and the tow truck and every other person for 10 kilometres.
Ambo does all the normal questions about pain before giving me one of those green whistle thingys to suck on.
By the time i'm going into the meat-truck, i'm feeling very mellow man, like cool dude.... 8)
Now, these pain relief whistles are a hoot and i'm very relaxed, so much so, i'm really really relaxed.
On the way, i thought, geez, i think i'm gunna sh!t myself.
I asked the driver, does this thing have lights and siren, cause i really need to get to hospital.
Why, wahts up, he asked.
I'm about to spray paint the back of here in mission brown, thats why. I'm gunna sh!t myself ya fool.
All i heard was "Oh no"
Anyway, i made it to hospital with my sphincter muscle doing backflips, but no anal leakage. YAHOO. :cup: :cheers:
So, if you're still with me, for several months, i was laid up at home, but i did find that Jack Daniels and painkillers work very well together.
The first week or two was the worse, being right handed, having a crap was a whole new experience and not a good one either.
For love nor money, left handed and pissed, i couldn't get a fair swipe at wiping my bum after a crap. I tried, but the more i tried, the further it spread.
It was horrible, i had sh!t everywhere, over my bum, up my back, i think i even had the stuff in my hair at one point.
I thought of just sitting on the sprinkler at one point.
But, with time and practice, i managed the wipe, polish and buff left handed and with hardly any leftovers too.
After a few weeks, i decided one drunken afternoon, to mow our 1.75 acre property.
We lived on a steepish block, with a 25% fall in some spots, so i would balance the mower on turns by sitting on the mudguard to keep it from rolling. Piss easy when not laid up with an arm in a sling and sober, a tad harder pissed.
It was the footpath that got me too. The spoon drain out front had a steep side, so trying to counter balance with a dodgy shoulder while drinking about my tenth can of premix was my undoing.
As the mower tipped, the two left wheels began to lift, i knew not to turn that way, so i turned into the drain with my good arm while holding my drink with my bad arm.
Don't know why, but as i was wrestling the mower, my hand squeezed the life out of the drink can, with a fountain of Jacks spraying up all over me as i planted the mower in the ditch nose first.
A bloke going past turned back and towed it out of the ditch for me before the wife got home etc. which was nice of him.
He asked if i was drunk and i replied i was way past drunk.......
I thanked him as only a drunken invalid could and as he left, he suggested i might wanna do it sober next time.
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Doing a hedge trim on Monday and i managed to get a tooth from the trimmer go in my finger and out the other side.
I had to slide my finger off the blade after turning it off. Didn't hurt really either, but felt funny sliding it off.
Four bandaids and 2 panadols and got stuck in and finished the job.
I might post up later on why you should'd operate a ride-on mower pissed.
(At my own property, would never ever mow a clients place after even 1 drink.)
How the hell did you do that?
Was it a check to see if it was sharp?
But, I have partially amputated my kneecap with the hedge trimmer.
Cutting through some thicker stuff, powering on, powering on and it cut through.
Right on to the waiting knee.
A few stitches.
Thems the breaks.
Rod
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It wasn't easy...... ;D
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It wasn't easy...... ;D
Any relation?
Rod
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hmmm I've been thinking of a new career direction for some time now.
I think I'm onto a winner of an idea.
armed with a Gopro or similar, spend the day recording Jeepers.
now do I link it to a Comedy Ap charging $2 for the Ap with daily updates or send it to Funniest Home Videos to win weekly + big annual grand prize
Never a dull moment Jeepers
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I had the trimmer on the ground and was reaching over to grab a small bit to pull it off the shrubs.
As i knelt down, i bumped the farkin thing and when it idles, its a fairly fast idle and the twin blade thingys are running back and forth.
So when bumped, it hit my finger and just lodged strainght in, but it did stop the blades from running, but you could feel the tension on the finger.
I just hit the kill switch and slide the finger off as i mentioned before.
I've done the odd leg hair trim with it when climbing a ladder too, but no bikini lines yet.
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A work mate from a neighbouring station arrived at our station and was sitting in the muster room. A colleague was also in the room taking a statement from a young 'lady' in relation to an incident that occured a day earlier.
It has been alleged that this 'lady' has mixed views on life, primarily liberalism and capitalism....numerous boyfriends and makes money at the same time.... 8)
As the statement is being taken she discloses how her tied back hair was grabbed and she was then reefed from the bar stool she was sitting on.
My colleague, a laid back country lad, thinking out loud, says, "Jesus, that must have hurt like buggery!"
To which the young lady responds without hesitation...."Oh no, it wasn't as bad as that!" :o :o :o
My mate, still sitting in the same room, bolts out before he sprays the mouthful of coffee everywhere. The poor bloke taking the statement had to regain his thoughts before continuing....
I arrive a few minutes later and seeing someone in the muster room decide to have a brew before getting changed....Mate relates the story and I almost lose my coffee too..... >:D
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I mate was helping me paint a wall on the outside of a house I renovated anout a decade ago. He was using a 5" grinder witha wire brush to remove all the flaky paint before painting. He lowered the grinder for a second to check what he was doing and unaware the brush hit his crotch and got tangled in his stubbies. It was one with the toggle switch on the back end and he was struggling to turn it off while keeping the spinny end away from his danglies. Anyway fortunately I noticed and was able to pull the plug from the wall.
When all my mate sat down to regain his composure he checked and there was scuff marks from the grinder on his jocks. He came blisteringly close to never having kids that day!
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Way back in about 86 or 87, i use to be a mechanic, who specialised in Rolls Royce, Jags, Fiats and Mercs. True thing huh.
Anyway, we had an apprentice there who would get honours in the tech side of things, but wasn't great with the hands on thing.
We also had a spotless workshop as well, with 20 litre oil drums converted to rubbish bins placed around, so everything went in the correct spot.
Well, good ol Graham the apprentice, is hammering away at something in the vice and in this workshop, that didn't happen very often, as we had all the correct pullers, presses etc for doing the artsie fartsie stuff.
So, i've stopped what i'm doing and said to Graham from across the worshop, "what are you bashing the crap out of?"
All i can hear, is whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, splat..... ;D
The idiot has bashed his thumb a cracker, so he drops the hammer and holding his "bashed thumb hand" with his good one, he's running around like a chook minus its noggin.
He was making many references to God, about fornicating, his thumb, the fact it hurt and he wasn't happy.
Me being me, was pissing myself laughing, because it wasn't my thumb. 8)
Now, running around like a f*ckwit looking at your thumb in a workshop, isn't good.
The idiot runs strainght into a front wheel of a car up on the lift/hoist and has bashed his nose and forehead.
He hit it hard too, as he stumbled back, he tripped backwards over a 20 litre rubbish bin falling arse over elbow onto the floor.
Geez, now i ran over to see if he was ok and he had tears in his eyes, as the start of a nosebleed was trickling down his face and he had a small gash on his forehead.
He got an early mark that day, as he was gunna be usless anyway.
His Mum rang up later that day to complain to the boss i was laughing at him.
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Casually glanced out the window last week and happened to see my husband reversing the camper into the driveway. He was doing very well, shame about the wheely bins he ran over the top of though! :cheers:
And no, the bins weren't laying on their side until he hit them. Before that they were the regular type just waiting innocently by thee roadside for collection.
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Wondered into a chemist shop & inquired if they had any big bandaids , told No . Lass inquired what l needed them for ??? As l had just cut the top off my thumb when l was supposed to be purning roses . Wraped it in paper napkin & grffer tape as you do 1 1/2 hour later it stoped bleeding & my thumd was inside its own cast of napkin & blood . This time it seemed to heal faster than the time before but lets not go there :cheers:
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What is it with you "lawnies" and causing yourself serious bodily harm? Im starting to wonder if 2 stroke fumes should be made illegal! ;D
Cheers
Evo
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Thanks Mal...
Sent from Behind you...BOO
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Thanks Mal...
anytime mate... anytime ;) ;D ;D ;D
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Moral of the story is don,t try and take a Bee,s dick off a small piece of timber with a very large and fast electric planer.
Ouch!!
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Many years ago, I was working maintenance at a slaughter house.
There was a Shit pump in the cattle yards and the discharge pipe (2inch poly) had blocked.
We found the heavy part of the pipe were we thought the block was, and me and another guy were into it with a hacksaw. We knew what would happen.....but had little choice.
As soon as the saw pierced the pipe it tore open, and off I ran.
It did not matter how fast I ran, how much I dodged or weaved, that 2 inches of Shit followed me.
It hit me first in the ankle and finally blew the hard hat off my head!
The other guy working with me had bareley moved from the spot and did not have a drop on him.
Even at the time it was bloody funny and still is.
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A few years back matter of fact about a decade ago, it was school holidays and at the time the other half and myself was camping at Shark Bay went into Denham for a quick fish off the jetty, and every first time fisher dads and their boys were trying for squid. So Mr fishfinder asked one of these dads what was they after he said squid but has had no luck, so I dropped my squid jig in seconds later ink on the jetty. This fisher dad turned to me and said he thought the squid was sea weed and he told his boy not to place the jig near it, any way I just smiled and placed this squid on a live bait rig, the fisher dad asked what was I doing I said I was after a snapper or bluebone, he looked at his son and said this man knows what he is doing you watch fisher son he will have a big fish in no time, so I winked at the boy cocky as and said your fisher dad is right watch this I let out this mighty cast as I said it and yep I let go of the lot rod and all. ??? ???
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Not sure if this embarrassing or awesome, depends on which one you are.
Many years back there used to be a lot of shark fishing off the Tathra Wharf. We knew quite a few of them. One night we were out there checking how they were going. In addition to the shark fisherman at the top of the wharf, we're lots of dads with their kids.
Well our mate who was fishing for bait suddenly yells "got one" gives a big heave and a kid nearby suddenly flies off the wharf into the water 18 feet below. Then in goes dad to get his son and then 4 of the shark fisherman to help them out.