Fishing is a lovely way to pass the time and I was tired from my journey. I needed a rest. So when the conductor said the next stop was Tank Girl and Booga's famous Fish Pond I knew I must get off the train and try my hand at catching something.
Walking the short distance from the train station I arrived at The Pond. Truly it did not look like a pond. More like a Roman Spa or outdoor bathhouse. Also the area smelled of dead fish and frogs.
Gingerly, I stepped over the yarn which nearly triped me, it was all around the pond. Management really must do something about the safety beside the pond. It wouldn't do to injure a participant but then of course I could acquire a new customer for myself if they did come to harm.
I slowly made my way over to a lovely seat, under a beautiful pergola, next to the pond. Settling into the chair I look around wondering if someone was suppose to explain the rules of engagement.
I observed everyone was using various methods to fish. Seems everyone was catching something but they were quite queer items. As no one came over to offer guidence on the fishing rules... I will just do as the others have and throw a line into the pond
Oh Well, it is a good thing that I took the conductor's advice and purchased this funny looking thing at the Drug Store along the way- the out side of the box is printed with this - The Ronco fishing rod -handheld folding rod and reel, preloaded with fishing line. Includes hook, lure, swivel, practice casting plug, weight and bobber
I unpacked the box. Yes everything is inside and they already have it all set up for use. Setting the box aside. I read the ready to use instructions- seems simple enough so I try.
Tossing the line out-careful not to snag my bloose or skirt on the hook - I hear the pleasing plunk as the lure and weight hit the surface of the water. The line rolls out off the reel- down, down, down, it seems to fall until it stops on it's own volition.
Following the instruction on the box- I begin to reel in the line slowly. Tempting whatever may be after the lure. Then suddenly a sharp tug. The line goes taut and I hear some one yell
"Hey Lady! Pull back real quick... Ya gotta set the hook in the mouth or it don't count as a legal catch- snagging is not allowed."
Pulling up quickly I feel a stong resistance. Then the line starts zig-zaging across the pond.
The same person that called out ealier says "WOW! Have you got a live one. Better reel'er in before it gets away."
How absurd ... This is a pond - how can it get away. But then I remember how that one lady got a cat. A cat that was perfectly dry from this pond.
So as quickly as I can I reel in the line and what is on the end is amazing I had never seen the likes of it before. Not even in this pond.
The person yells out again, " Lady What the Hell is that? It looks like you caught a...
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