I have a story similar to that. For those of you who have met my real genuine significant other.... yes he does exist. :) Steve loves to collect things...rods, reels, flies, boats, equipment, you know GUY stuff. Anyway... he went through a phase with bikes, mountain bikes to be precise. I on the other hand will not lie to you. I don't like bikes. I followed him at a distance on his first test ride of his new mountain bike as he tried to jump a curb.... I'm still laughing 9 years later and now have the great pleasure of sharing his story with my eight year old during his recent disappointment at trying out new tricks on his own bike. It was a wonderful swan dive. If I could score it, it would have to have been a solid 10. Well executed right over the top of the handlebars. I'm so proud of him also. He fessed up when my young Steven asked him if he really did that! LOL I on the other hand am much like a cat... I'll look over my shoulder to make sure no one was looking and then proceed like nothing ever happened.
Yeah right... OK I laugh hysterically at myself. Full of it, Deb www.uftri.org www.linesend.com -----Original Message----- From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of Brian Burgess Sent: Wednesday, July 05, 2006 2:33 PM To: [email protected] Subject: Re: [VFB] You Might be a Renegade VFB'er If . . . Your a nasty piece of work laughing at a fellow humans misfortune. I did exactly the same only to my wife , she was riding a bike in Lovers Key Florida when her front wheel jammed in some loose sand, well it happened so quick she never had time to put her foot down and instead fell sideways bike and all. I did manage to ask if she was ok after a few minutes of laughing. her reply was you,r nasty laughing at someone elses misfortune. Luckily she wasnt carrying her fishing rod at the time . ----- Original Message ----- From: "Jerry Goldsmith" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Wednesday, July 05, 2006 5:55 PM Subject: RE: [VFB] You Might be a Renegade VFB'er If . . . > > > -----Original Message----- > From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of Deborah Duran > Subject: RE: [VFB] You Might be a Renegade VFB'er If . . . > > ROTFL!!! I can't believe you'd actually put all that in writing. We may > have to get you to write a book like Jimmy D! > You better change the names though. I can almost guess who some of these > guys are. > I love this list! > Hee Hee Hee > Deb > > Deb, > > The stuff I don't put on this list goes on the "dumb and Dumber FF List" > I fish in the south. So adventures occur on virtually any trip. > Any time one of my redneck buddies says, "Hey, hold this here can a'beer > and watch this", I know I am in for a RENEGADE VFB moment. > > One of my best of all time stories involved an "0 dark 30" trip on > a particularly moonless night. I launched my boat by hand instead of > driving > it off the trailer and I tied the boat to the end of the dock. Both > myself > and my partner > had to go back to the car prior to the start of fishing. When we returned > from the car we realized how very, very dark it was. Just pitch black. > When > I reached the end of the dock, I tugged the Bow line and pulled the boat > to > the side of the dock to get in. In the pitch black however, my partner > did > not see that move nor did he realize that I was standing at the end of the > dock. I watched in dismay as he walked behind me, then walked OFF THE END > of the dock into 12' of water. The only thing visible was his hat floating > on the water. > > In all honesty, I could barely help him. My first reaction was. Holy > S**T, > I have to help. However by the time it was clear he had bobbed to the > surface and > was OK, I was convulsed with laughter. I finally got him to dock ladder. > As each soaked head and body part appeared a rung at a time as he climbed > the ladder, the convulsions got worse. I thought he was going to throw me > in the water. The trip was scrubbed. He lost his GLASSES and is even > blinder that I without them than I am without mine. He finally joined in > the laughter and we were convulsed most of the way home. > > When we unpacked at his house, he remembered that he had returned to the > car > to get his Very PRICEY SAGE -LOOP rod and reel combo. The laughter > immediately turned to Oh D**N!! OH S**T and several other word of dismay > and shock with realization that the rod and reel were in the murky bottom. > At that point I commiserated. That commiseration lasted for at least 75 > seconds, but the instant My doors and windows were closed and I was > driving > away, the laughter started again and has continued for the last 10 years. > > We did return to dock with weighted treble hooks but were never able to > snag > his gear. > > > And yup, I am laughing hysterically as I type this What a memory. > JG > , > >
