Letters of my life; some of them positive, some of them about fishing, all of them about US = Johnno a mad keen (obsessed) fisherman, Myself (Positive Karen), and our two dogs Puppy and Charlie, as we enjoy a life of fishing, food and fitness, while trying to keep some kind of balance.
Tuesday 20 March 2018
Fish Attack!
My 150th fish for this year.
Thankfully it was a lovely flat day, so we were able to rush back to the 1st Aid kit in the car.
Sunday 18th of March 2018: I had been catching a few fun little Trevalley. Realising I was about to hit my 150th fish for the year, I suggested to Johnno we move over to the hole we were waiting to reach the right dept as the tide came in, so my 150th fish for the year could be something photo worthy like a beautiful Mangrove Jack. Right at that moment a couple of big Queenfish swam past, it was all action stations to try and hook them, but no we weren't ready, and they were gone. :(
I jumped out of the tinny to walk to my new favourite spot. First cast I was on, excitement rained, but almost instantly I knew it was most likely a Long Tom, they jump and twist like crazy. This big falla pulled out all the tricks to try and get away, but unlucky for him he was hooked in the tail, making it hard for him to spit the hook!
Laughing at my luck I called Johnno over to take a photo of my 150th fish anyway. I reached down to hold him around his neck, it all happened so fast, he jumped around as soon as i touched him. Grabbing me around the wrist and wriggling like crazy! I felt the cut, screamed, tried to drop him but he was hanging on by that time. Quickly I lowered him to the water, hoping being back in his save place he would let go. He did! But not before mashing up my wrist, making a horrid messy hole that started pissing out blood straight away.
My 150th fish for this year, a wriggling Long Tom
Holding the hole in my wrist together while holding my rod, with fish still on the other end, we managed to get a quick photo (all that effort for a photo, we couldn't not!), before Johnno jumped out of the tinny to release the fish for me.
One more photo, since I got bitten for the photo I may as well show them off!
Thankfully the wind had died down, and the water had flatten off, so we were able to rush back to the boat ramp, to get the first aid kit out of the car.
Dr Johnno's great work!
I hate first aid! Blood and pain both freak me out...especially my own!
Johnno is so used to patching himself up that he doesn't give it much of a thought any more. So I just trust him (even though i'm telling him what to do all the time, hahaha), to get the job done quickly and efficiently, which he always seems to do, Thankfully!
Later that day: cleaned and starting to heal.
Yes I should have maybe gone to get a stitch or two in it, but we were a long way from home, and the fish where still bitting!
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