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Funny Stories
Ken Barber. I could write a book on this subject but this was funny . After Ray Tinkler and Keith Dowle had brought myself and Russ Fowler to Smithies
we was about to fish for our places in our first national on the Bristol Avon and after 2 days on our weeks practice it came obvious that feeding hempseed
was a must to catch well.
Russ was not having the best of practice sessions and with hempseed being sparse
due to not having proper boiling facilities Well we think Russ decided on a night raid
on our hemp supplies which we kept down stairs in the basement.
After a night out we came in absolutely wrecked and went to bed. During breakfast in
the hotel the manager came in and asked if anybody knew anything about his broken
staircase banister which was in splinters which led down to the basement and
nobody knew anything about it but when Russ came hobbling in the dining room the
place went up in hysterics. Russ had deep cuts in his legs the same shape as the
banister; and his catch rate went up but he still denies raiding the hemp or breaking the banister.
Ken Barber .Here is another which was hilarious at the time. Smithies were away
practicing on the Leeds-Liverpool canal and one of the lads came back into the bar
after going to phone home and some one said : your lass alright mate ? and this
lads reply was : don't know, I cant get through cos every time I phone a bloke keeps
picking the phone up : can you imagine the comments?.
Ken Barber On a freezing cold winter league match on the R Witham at Kirkstead a
lot of you will know the Witham is very patchy and to draw out of the pound length you
don't have a lot to smile about . Well read this- This day we were getting ready for the
all in , and the lad on my left decided to adjust his platform which must have been a
touch higher on one side than the other and a shade uncomfortable, but nobody could
have told him it is better to get off it while loosening the screw to drop one side down ,
because while he was sat on it he decided to adjust it that fraction and guess what !
Yup you got it in one he went straight in ,head first the full Monty. Teddy bear suit
,waders an all .Well I haven't laughed as much in my life as well as most of the
section .It was absolutely freezing and I thought he was lucky really as next peg but
one was Ernie Wylde who has a caravan on the park at the back of the pound length
and Ernie took him back there to get some dry clothes on The JAMMY SOD.
Ken Barber Are all of you out there are too shy to send me a funny story ,what's up have you all fished with boring teams ? I could write a hundred but I need some funnies to read myself .
Ken Barber While I an waiting for some funnies off you lot . I will tell you another. When I first started fishing at club level I was in a club called The Sportsman A.C from Darfield and used to go each Sunday during the Summer ,well this day we pulled up at the Middle Level and got out of the bus ,unloaded the boot and set of up the bank when a bloke called Phil Lenton saw a Herron in the reeds tangled up in line so he went down the bank and grabbed the Herron around the body to un wrap the line when the Herron thought Ill get my own back on these litter louts and whacked Phil smack between the eyes with its beak ,splitting his eye open , so Phil just chucked the Herron down cussing and swearing and all the lads were rolling about laughing
Anthony from Leeds Although I now match fish, I don't have any true funny stories, but every
year a group of coarse anglers go sea fishing/getting pissed.
One year out of Flambrough in a cobble we were fishing and one lad had his
own sea gear-we were on the pool cues and wooden reels. The three hooks jobs
were going mad but only on the bottom - the cod were hovering up tiny crabs
(I found later when gutting them) so this lad (Martyn) put a pyramid shaped
lead on with three hooks coming off.
He was bringing in 3 at a time until "F*!#kin ell there's a big un on here!"
He was snagged!! - Ping back comes his main line minus lead + hooks.
Things died and we moved closer to shore, caught the odd one but then went
back to the previous spot. There were 12-15 on this boat and Martyn was in the
middle of the boat with someone either side of him.
"Eh up - got another monster!" To the cries of "on the bottom again"
Up comes his weight + hooks with his previous pyramid on the end, and just to
add more disbelief to the story there was a fish on his old hook.
Chance in a million? Why if anyone was going to retrieve his line was it
him? Even if we hadn't moved and come back the chances him hooking it were
remote enough.
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