06-11-2012, 01:43 PM
That really sucks. I hope someone finds the scumbag who did it. Odds are you probably know who did it because it's not like just anyone would go wandering through a strangers back yard. My son had his bike stolen out of our back yard a couple of years ago. It was found in the garage of one of our adult neighbors along with several other bikes from the area.
I ran into a couple of kids (about 11-12 yrs old) on Saturday over at Salem Pond who had their fishing rods stolen on Friday. The were just finishing up fishing and were getting ready to head home. They leaned their rods up against the fence outside the restrooms to run inside and see a man about a horse. When they came back out less than a minute later, the poles were both gone.
I've seen them fishing there before and the rods weren't anything to write home about, but I remember how important my cheap fishing rod was to me at that age.
I almost donated my wife's fishing pole to them, but one of them said that his dad was taking them later that day to get new ones.
I had my favorite pole stolen when I was 15 and I left it in a truck on my uncles farm. The truck broke down on my dads property and it was before the days of cell phones. I walked into town and picked up my dads truck to run back out. The pole and my tackle-box (very well stocked for a 15-year-old) were both gone. The tackle box turned up on the side of the road a couple of days later, but it was totally empty and the rod was never found.
Matt
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I ran into a couple of kids (about 11-12 yrs old) on Saturday over at Salem Pond who had their fishing rods stolen on Friday. The were just finishing up fishing and were getting ready to head home. They leaned their rods up against the fence outside the restrooms to run inside and see a man about a horse. When they came back out less than a minute later, the poles were both gone.
I've seen them fishing there before and the rods weren't anything to write home about, but I remember how important my cheap fishing rod was to me at that age.
I almost donated my wife's fishing pole to them, but one of them said that his dad was taking them later that day to get new ones.
I had my favorite pole stolen when I was 15 and I left it in a truck on my uncles farm. The truck broke down on my dads property and it was before the days of cell phones. I walked into town and picked up my dads truck to run back out. The pole and my tackle-box (very well stocked for a 15-year-old) were both gone. The tackle box turned up on the side of the road a couple of days later, but it was totally empty and the rod was never found.
Matt
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