I love Dick Walker's account of the time he was given a closed face reel to try out.
He hooked a modest carp and found he could do nothing with it.
Totally flummoxed, he resorted to handlining the fish in.
Once the carp was unhooked and released, he cut the line and threw the reel into the deepest past of the pond.
"Where it now rests, unmourned".
A long time ago I went for a day's carp fishing with a friend.
He found that he had left his favourite Mitchell 300 reel at home, so I offered him the use of my new ABU 506, which was still loaded with the original bright blue Abulon line of about 8lb BS.
He was not particularly impressed by the one-touch line release button, but cast out successfully, and placed the rod on its rest.
Almost immediately, the dough bobbin twitched, then shot up to smack into the butt ring.
He grabbed the rod as it started to arc over, and screamed
"HOW THE HELL DO I LET IT HAVE LINE?'
I told him to pull the handle back.
He did so, and the reel performed beautifully, releasing line as it should with that gentle tick - tick - tick.
He started at it in disbelief, and said:
"Eurgh!"