My younger brother lived to fish and my suster loved to watch him but did not enjoy fishing herself. Well my brother reasr back to cast his rapala and upon throwing forward he feels he's caught on something at the same time my sister makes a blood curdling scream. My sister takes off running and actually pulls the fishing pole right out from my brother hands. My father goes out to find out what the noise is all about and sees my sister running up from the lake with a fishing pole in tow about 10 feet behind her.
The last treble hook on the rapala was deeply imbedded into my sister's forearm. The first thing the old man does is cuts the fishing line so just the rapala is hanging off her arm. The next thing he does, which if asked I'm sure he still regrets to this day some 27 years later, is he takes a wire cutter to cut the 1 treble hook from the rest of the fishing lure. He planned to then send her to the hospital but he was afraid the lure would get caught onto something.
He told my sister to not move and as he was lining up the cutter he must have touched the lure because my sister yanked her arm back. When she did this the other side of the treble hook became imbedded into the old mans thumb. My sister pulled while screaming and then the old man starts screaming. My sister took off running and pulled so hard the treble hook actually broke in two.
The hook was in the thumb print side of my fathers thumb and stuck out through the center of his thumbnail. They both jumped around screaming for a few minutes then after all calmed down my mother drove them both to the emergency room so they could each have the hook removed.
Now I know this sounds impossible or made up, but trust me it all happened right in front of me and to this day my sisters forearm and the old mans thumb bear the painful evidence.
The last treble hook on the rapala was deeply imbedded into my sister's forearm. The first thing the old man does is cuts the fishing line so just the rapala is hanging off her arm. The next thing he does, which if asked I'm sure he still regrets to this day some 27 years later, is he takes a wire cutter to cut the 1 treble hook from the rest of the fishing lure. He planned to then send her to the hospital but he was afraid the lure would get caught onto something.
He told my sister to not move and as he was lining up the cutter he must have touched the lure because my sister yanked her arm back. When she did this the other side of the treble hook became imbedded into the old mans thumb. My sister pulled while screaming and then the old man starts screaming. My sister took off running and pulled so hard the treble hook actually broke in two.
The hook was in the thumb print side of my fathers thumb and stuck out through the center of his thumbnail. They both jumped around screaming for a few minutes then after all calmed down my mother drove them both to the emergency room so they could each have the hook removed.
Now I know this sounds impossible or made up, but trust me it all happened right in front of me and to this day my sisters forearm and the old mans thumb bear the painful evidence.