H2Andy
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in perfect condition, but rusted completely
looks like a .357
looks like a .357
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mello-yellow:A millstone 8' across. No, I did not try to recover it :10:
Really? I thought I just needed lighter gas in the bag! :05:Lil' Irish Temper:Let me tell you what fella - your gonna need more then a 50 lbs lift bag, believe me.
Um... May 31st was YESTERDAY. Are you still around for the next few days? Or is the answer "yes, but it involves a time warp, a 12 pack of Pabst Blue Ribbon, and a bag of hamsters"?And it's just so happens that I will be in the Framingham area to put on a demo on May 31st . . . So I would love to meet up with you to show you how to use a lift bag properly.
mello-yellow:Really? I thought I just needed lighter gas in the bag! :05:
Um... May 31st was YESTERDAY. Are you still around for the next few days? Or is the answer "yes, but it involves a time warp, a 12 pack of Pabst Blue Ribbon, and a bag of hamsters"?
toodive4:Well, where to start? I have found many things. Things include fishing weights and lures, flashlights, cameras, a weightbelt, a spear pole, and lots of other stuff, but the best story I can tell is this one... Once while diving off the coast of Ocean City MD, I noticed a fishing rod and reel on the bottom in about 110 feet of water. As I swam towards it, it seemed to be moving away from me in short spurts of a few feet at a time... mind you there were no fishing boats in the area on this day... so it must have been in a the water for at least a couple of days. Eventually I caught up to it and to my surprise found that it looked fairly new... there was only the slightest degree of rusting on the reel and the line was still off into the blue. Suddenly I felt a tug - and I realized there must be a fish on the other end somewhere off in the blue. I began reeling in the line and much to my surprise I found a large Sea Bass on the other end - struggling but still alive... It was also about this time that I realized I had no idea where I had gone... and which direction back to the boat was... I took out my knife and set the fish free... he seemed to be doing fine as I swam away... I reeled in the line and began an ascent holding the rod and reel and praying that I was in a somewhat reasonable vicintity to my boat. I surfaced to find I was about 50 yards from the boat and the surface conditions were not the best (about a 6 foot swell.) I had no belief the boat could see me and I was struggling to keep eyes on the boat. I decided the rod was not worth keeping and would be a pain to try to do compass navigation back to the boat while holding onto the rod. I decided to drop it back to the depths with the hope that some other person may one day strike gold... I'm not sure if anyone believed my story or not... but it doesn't matter... I know I saved a Sea Bass and that's all that matters to me...