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STORY 1 : GAFFED BY FELLOW ANGLER !!
This is one fishing incident which I would never forget. It was the school holidays and a few of us had decided to organise a fishing trip to Pular Aur, a small island on the east side of Malaysia facing the South China Sea. We were full of enthusiasm from the stories we had heard from other anglers who have had field days there landing giant tunas, mackerals, sailfishes, marlins and what have you. We managed to form a group of 6 comprising of Sham, Aaron, Peter, Anand, Kung and myself. I shall leave out the boring details of how our transport nearly disappeared last minute and how we nearly had to turn back before even reaching the island; that, is altogether another story in itself. Suffice to say that we finally reached the damn island and had started fishing for one full day already with no luck at all. The unforgettable incident was to happen on the second day of our fishing. I recall that the sun was scorching hot that day and all of us had removed our T-shirts and had applied quite a lot of sun-block lotion on our necks and backs. Before we knew it noon had arrived and still we had not a single bite. At this point, for some reason I cannot explain, I moved and put on my jacket-vest. I was still zipping up the zip on the front of my vest when I felt a sudden strong tug on my vest from my left side. Then I heard Sham's (who was sitting beside me) exclamation: "What the f---! Peter!". Moments later I realised what had happened during those brief seconds I was putting on my vest. See, Sham and I were sitting and fishing at the rear of the boat with multipliers while Peter was fishing on the side of the boat with his 100lb handline. For some reason also unexplanable, he had decided to swing the handline with bait, hook and sinker all attached from one side of the boat across the deck of the boat into the water on the other side of the boat. We were in the middle of the sea and as to why he did not simply walk across the deck to the other side of the boat and dropped his line into the water nobody could figure out even until today. And unfortunately, instead of flying across the deck of the boat and landing in the water on the other side of the boat, the sinker and hook had hooked me instead as I was in the way of the centra-pidal motion of the handline. So the next scenerio found Peter's hook embedded deep in my vest with sinker attached and the bait still intact. Fortunately I had my vest on or it would have been my side-belly flesh which would have been torn apart! And until today, whenever we would be out fishing in the open sea, I could still hear Sham's shocked remarks ringing in my ears :"Peter! You f---ing gaffed him!"
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