I am fortunate that did not happen to me. Had a heavy splitshot and fly spang off my prescription glasses this spring, then spin around and hit my cheekbone. It gave me a great shiner, and a sty in the corner of my eye that still lingers 2 months later! Had I not worn glasses, I’d be able to awe my nieces and nephews with my removable glass eye.
And don’t forget a hat. I beaned myself yesterday with a 3/0 clouser and was greatful for the hat. My fishing buddy heard the noise of the hit over the sound of the motor.
I am reminded of the old tale of the hanger-on in a blacksmith’s shop who picked up a hot horseshoe and immediately flung it across the shop. “Hot ain’t it?” grinned the blacksmith. “No” replied the offender, “it just doesn’t take me very long to check out a horseshoe”.
Hey Jed, Did your buddy laugh before or after he asked if you were ok, (or both)? In my surfcasting learning years, I turned away from a group discussion on the beach in the pitch dark and swung a 3oz bank sinker around 'bolo-style’until it was stopped by my best friends thick skull. It sounded like a broken bat pitch at Fenway Park. I hadn’t realized the rig came loose from my outfit until my buddy started cursing me like the truck driver he was. I felt awful, but still almost peed myself laughing. In fact I felt as bad about not keeping a straight face as I did about the lump on his noggin…
P.S. I made my son watch the link too…a picture is worth a thousand words. Hope the subject recovered. I didn’t go too far on that link- too disturbing.
“Knowledge is knowing, wisdom is understanding”
[This message has been edited by backbeach (edited 24 September 2005).]