07-02-2010, 12:27 AM
As a kid I was fishing the Jordan River at the State Fair Grounds. I was on the concrete side fishing with a white feathered jig and people were feeding the ducks with bread. I was reeling my white jig back when a duck grabbed it and I hooked him/her.
So the duck takes off and starts flying in a circle above me. Round and round it flew dragging all my line out. When it reached the top it flew maybe a few more circles and then the jig came loose and shot back at me maybe doing mach 2. Dang thing nailed me right in the shoulder.
So, I spent a while trying to gather up all my line and rubbing my shoulder while all the old people yelled at me for catching a duck.
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So the duck takes off and starts flying in a circle above me. Round and round it flew dragging all my line out. When it reached the top it flew maybe a few more circles and then the jig came loose and shot back at me maybe doing mach 2. Dang thing nailed me right in the shoulder.
So, I spent a while trying to gather up all my line and rubbing my shoulder while all the old people yelled at me for catching a duck.
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