A club member has two rods for sale as follows:
1. Orvis Western 2- 9'6" 3 piece rated line 6 with bag and cordura tube.
The rod is in very good condition-price £75
2. Greys X-Flite 10' 4 piece rated line 7 with partitioned cordura tube. The
rod has only been used twice and is in excellent condition-price £125.
As usual if you are interested then please contact me and I will put you in touch with the vendor.
You know, as you journey through life you collect bits of information like fluff in the corners of your pocket or burrs on a dog. Much of this stuff is of no practical use other than to fill a quiet moment at a dinner party or convince a fellow train traveller that they happen to be sitting next to the only loony in the carriage.
My latest bit of useless info is how much a cows head weighs. Let me explain how I came by this absolutely indispensable knowledge. On Friday evening my neighbour returned from checking his cows with the news that one up on the hill by Fawber had dropped its calf bed in giving birth to a very large bull calf (dead). The vet was summoned and we went up to manhandle the beast into a position that would facilitate the reinsertion of the prolapse. This procedure is a bit like trying to stuff several pounds of liver through a keyhole. The operation went remarkably smoothly, the combination of military style planning and a very dexterous vet and the uterus was back in place in around five minutes.
The bovine declined to stand up which we put down to the effects of the epidural, but come the following morning she was still prone although feeding well and clearly in no distress. A plan was hatched to get her down off the hill where she ran the risk of becoming rigged by rolling and we set a couple of pallets on the front forks of the tractor with the intention of carting Daisy down the hill on this platform. Now, we found most of the cow fitted the platform perfectly, but her head stuck out one end. Solution? roll the cow onto the platform and get yours truly to support her head. It would have made an Oscar winning film. Tractor proceeding backwards down a 1 in 3 hill for the best part of 400 yards with me marching in tandem cuddling a cows head trying desperately not to fall over and break the beasts neck. The damn thing weighed as much as a very large dog and was about as cooperative. When you have spent several minutes out of breath with your vision blocked by either a cows ear hole or its left nostril depending on how much the tractor was bouncing little else in life offers much surprise.
I'm glad to say that the operation was a success and the bovine is now installed on flat ground happily munching a neat crop circle in the meadow. Hopefully she has just bruised a nerve trying to expel the calf and will be on her feet shortly. I would hate to think that all that effort had been wasted, but livestock is like that. You do all you possibly can for them and they reward you by promptly dropping dead.
No Rain!!
Ian