August 2009
Up the Creek without a Paddle and a Hook in the Hand
My friend and I were up on the Muskegon River about 15 to 20 miles from anywhere and in unfamiliar territory my buddy caught a nice bass and while taking the hook out it flopped and the hook went through my buddy’s hand he jerked and the hook went in further. I pulled out my Leatherman "Wave" and pushed the hook a little further through and cut off the barb and pulled the shaft out,
Dan B.
Holland, MI
OK, you voyeur, you. Enough of reading other people's stories. It's time you told your own tale of gripping heroism or even just neat DIY'ism. We know there's a Shakespeare in you somewhere. Don't make us use the Steens to find it.