I finished work today, at 3pm, and took my wife over to West Stow lake for a walk around it, and the sun was shining.
Once we got about half way around we came across this goose walking the path ahead of us.
Well it wasn't walking as fast as us, so we asked if it wouldn't mind posing for a picture and let us go passed them.
I used to fish on this lake years ago back in my teens. I remember on one occasion, when my brother was with me, that he sat down on a deck chair without looking at the seat first. Well a pike lure with treble hooks had been left on it, and one hook went into his buttock and another through the bottom of the seat, so he couldn't stand up again.Having heard his shriek of pain and worked out the cause of his discomfort, a search began for a pair of pliers to cut the barbs of the hook off. Luckily we found a gentleman a few swims (fishing pegs) down who had a pair, and were able to free little bro' from the seat.No.5
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A similar experience happened to a friend of mind at Drinkstone Lake. he was float fishing and cast out but unfortunately hooked his own hand. We had to drive to west Suffolk to have the hook removed.
hahaha...something similar happened to a friend too. He was fly fishing and got the fly caught in his face cheek and went to WSH where a nurse became his girlfriend.
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