I had one fishing near me a few years ago on the Canal by the RR bridge. I hooked a short bass, and as I was unhooking it with my custombuilt Lami plugging rod under my arm, I hear, "Whoosh, Crack!" next to my head. Numbnut had "sidearmed" a cast head high that crushed one of my Dynaflow guides against the blank, saving my face though... I wanted to throttle him with his Ocean state job lot white telephone pole surf rod, but this dude looked like he just jumped the fence from a prison or mental hospital... When I told my Dad he got on my case for letting anyone get that close, cause one of his old buddies used to spend alot of time fishing the Canal til one night he saw someone lose an eye to an eelskin rig. Now, NO ONE gets that close to me- and I pay attention to whos is nearby esp when landing fish, which brings out the worst in Googans
