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And these are more reasons that I fish barbless - when I drill one into my hand you pull it out. Haven't hit any other vital area yet, but I'm sure it's coming.
OK this one isn't about me, and I've been waiting for him to contribute, but he must be shy. About 4 years ago there had been a big school of bass loitering off the back beach, 3 out of every 4 mornings for 2 weeks or so you were guaranteed 4-6 20 lb +'s on pencil poppers. About 30 yards from me is this guy who've I've seen before but don't know. He's got a 25 lber or so that has inhaled his (if I remember right) yellow canal special so the rear treble is way down it's throat, and the belly treble barely coming out. He reaches in to try to free the plug and ends up with the belly treble in the thumb of his left hand, inside of the bass's mouth. Big thrashing bass, hooked by thumb. A couple of us come over to assist, and the hook is just buried in the meat. A pair of side cutters eventually cuts it off, and he's off to the Outer Cape Health Services. About an hour later I look over, and can you believe it? he's already back. Thumb all bandaged up looks like a baseball bat.
And the legend of Crazy (known hereabouts as Rappin') Mike was born.
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