That poor cameraman, that was one tough fellow standing there letting them just yank away on the hooks. He has my utmost respect. And all KVD was worried abut was has fish turning off. What a nice guy.
My hook stories are good and bad. I just had one in my index finger a couple of weeks ago and it was stuck in the first knuckle bone, I tried everything to get it to move with no luck, so off to the ER. Finally got called back after waiting for 3 hours ended up with a P.A. instead of a DR.. I had already cut the hook off at the shank so he looks at it and you can see that this is his first fish hook case, I'm thinking lucky me. He is moving it around with his finger and driving it deeper in the bone, I suggested that he numb my finger before we go any further, letting him know that this will be beneficial to both our health. So he give me the Novocain and breaks out these small hemostats that are bending every time he try's to move the hook and he just making it worst. I told him I had a good pair of needle nose out in the truck, so I go get them I come back in and he tries to push it through but it still won't move. So now that its numb I tell him to let me try I get a good grip and finally pull it out of the bone and push it through the skin and out it comes. I got the ER bill today in the mail $6,613.55 for 15 minutes in the room, no x-rays, no stitches, no morphine sent me home with 2 Band-Aids and a RX for penicillin.
Now a different hook story a good one. We were fishing a club tournament on Sardis lake in MS it was a night tournament. My partner somehow managed to get 4 hooks in his hand from a crank bait and they were buried there was no getting them out. So we run around the lake looking for someone in the club to let them know we were leaving to go to the ER and would be back eventually. So load the boat and off we go to this little hospital. Its a Saturday night in rural MS and that's seems to be where everybody ends up after partying so it took awhile. They call him back and I go outside to smoke and wait, There is this off duty nurse sitting out on the smoking bench so we strike up a conversation and really hit it off, about that time my partner comes out and he is feeling no pain that had him flying. We get it the truck to head back and I tell him man if you had been back there 15 more minutes I would have been set, He calls B.S. so I turn around and go back. She was still sitting outside with a friend I go back and ask her if she likes to fish and that we are going back to the lake and is more than welcome to come. She hops in and off we go its now about 2am. So we get back launch the boat and take off. We chat and fish for awhile long enough for the morphine to put my partner out. So fishing is over and she and I became a LOT better acquainted on the front deck. So a really good time Right ? well it was until we got back to the ramp and saw every MS highway patrol car and sheriff car in the state. Her friend that had been outside with her when we came back grew concerned after she didn't return. Turned out she was the sheriffs Daughter. After what seemed like an eternity they accepted our explanation. So I didn't end up in jail. I was the talk of the club for months. What fun you can have fishing.
