Ok,here goes.
We were 12, adventurous..and we got what we were looking for
My best mate Christiaan Kirsten and I went on our very first bass fishing trip.
Our fishing bait looked like a box of crayons--lures and mooties and what have you.
Everything except for any skill or knowledge...
We got to the site and started flicking rods around like oldtimers.
I liked these Elvis movements way too much, and decided
to build up momentum for a deep one, and next moment my mate's skin on his skull almost went with the spinner!!!
As he was standing behind me I hooked him in the head and went forward with force..EINA
TRAUMA,TEARS and SHOCK.
My dad rocked up and decided to give him some old fashioned vet stitches which did the job somehow.
You wont be reading this bro, but good times hey ?
Those who dwell among the beauties and mysteries of the earth are never alone or weary of life ~
Rachel Carson