Well the past week has been nerve-racking ... I hate getting all dressed up for a big event only to realise that I’ve been sidelined, the glory goes to my fishing mate and I end up being the token fish photographer, netter & narrator! I reckon it’s gotta be worse than being the ugly chick who doesn’t fit into the bridesmaid dress and ends up watching the bride looking like a babe walking down the aisle to marry Prince Charming!
Ever had a spell where you go fishing with mates on their boats and all that ever happens is you end up taking photo’s of all their great fish?!!
Well after a recent trip to Awoonga in which the role was reversed and I was the guy catching a few fish whilst the boat owner watched in frustration, I guess there had to be some Karma payback!
1. Going for jew in a spot where I never seem to catch any
– my mate nails a nice 84cm jewie while all I can do is manage a measley little 54cm flatty thrown in with shitloads of frustrating snags and re-rigs. Thanks to having great fishing buddies I at least ended up being able to feed my family with half a slab of jewie fillets and I even got to take home the best part – the wings for the BBQ!
2. Brisbane river last night after threadies / jewies:
- we leave for the ramp after my mate Olle has a phone call from his wife saying she is down the coast with the kids and has lost the keys to the car. They don’t have any other spare keys for that car .... his wife ends up having to get RACQ to break into the car, tow them to their holiday unit down there, and sort the rest out tomorrow! How does this stuff always happen to women we say?!!! ???
- get out on water, minn kota stuffs up, sounder shits itself and we’re fishing blind. Lucky we have another mate who’s out in his own boat who finds the bait and calls us over
- Olle catches a nice threadie while I again net the fish and take a photo
- I catch sweet FA
- back at the whyte Isl ramp with the boat on the trailer I lock the F...ing keys in the car with the boat and trailer still backed down in the water. Get eaten alive by sandies and mozzies. F..K! At least the tides' going out not in!
- Olle (who’s wife got towed by RACQ after losing the car keys 4 hours earlier) has to call RACQ again who arrive 1.5 hours later and save us from almost needing a blood transfusion from being eaten alive. Lucky he has good RACQ cover!!!
- He’s too buggered to keep the fish so again I embarrassingly end up getting a great feed.
- my wife hangs shit on me after my previous comments taking the piss out of women and their stuff ups with keys and cars etc etc. Ouch!
So that’s my week of fishing .... or should I say netting, crappy photography with an iPhone, and having my sexist jokes shoved straight up my rear end!
But the tide’s gotta change, the King of Karma has to love me again, and hopefully soon I’ll be the hot bitch walking down the aisle in the tight little white dress while all the ugly fat chicks look on in envy!
MERRY XMAS BOYS!!
PS how many emoticons can anyone tolerate in a post??
PSS Apologies to any sensitive members of the fairer sex out there - all in jokes in jest purely for the sake of humour!