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It was late evening as Dave backed his truck up to the 'point' peg on
the secret venue. He and Stu had a rod each set up on bite alarms, and
a few others had gathered in the peg to chat.
Dave had to nip back to his truck to get some more kit and, as it
always happens when you step away for a moment, his alarm gave a
couple of blips and a screaming one-toner ripped through the evening
air.
Quick as a flash Dave rushed back and struck at the bite....but it
was off and gone.
Commisserations came from the onlookers..."Bad luck Dave mate!"
Someone said: "That was one hell of a run!"
"Yes" came the (anonymous) reply...."and he's only got little legs!"
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the secret venue. He and Stu had a rod each set up on bite alarms, and
a few others had gathered in the peg to chat.
Dave had to nip back to his truck to get some more kit and, as it
always happens when you step away for a moment, his alarm gave a
couple of blips and a screaming one-toner ripped through the evening
air.
Quick as a flash Dave rushed back and struck at the bite....but it
was off and gone.
Commisserations came from the onlookers..."Bad luck Dave mate!"
Someone said: "That was one hell of a run!"
"Yes" came the (anonymous) reply...."and he's only got little legs!"
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(If that don't get me banned, nothing will! LOL!)
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