When I was about 11 or 12, I got a top water Rapala hung up in some weeds. Rather than just wading out and getting it, I whipped my bait caster about 200 times until the plug broke loose and shot back at me at about mach 2. Needless to say, all three treble hooks embedded in my right forearm. My dad didn't give me a choice, he pushed each one through and cut the barbs. I ended up with a bloody arm and a useless plug but did get a cool story for school. Moral of the story, brute force and ignorance has its place but generally increases the risk factor exponentially. It does make me feel a bit better to know that I'm not the only one whose butt has been kicked by a Rapala.Way back when I was 8, I was trying to cast a rapala. It wasn't going too far, so I got the bright idea of using more slack to gain distance.
That was the day I learned there is in fact "too much slack" possible. With approx. 10 feet of slack from the end of the rod to your lure, it IS possible to whip the hooks of that sucker straight through your earlobe.
8-year-old Bump panicked. Would not let dad near my ear. (He wanted to push it far enough through to clip the barb off) I made him take me to the hospital. Sitting in the ER waiting room was also the day I learned about how annoying the general public is. Picture a little boy with a rapala dangling from his right earlobe like some kinda f'ed up earring. I can't count the number of people who looked at my ear and said, "What happened?"
Doc took one look, pushed the hook through, clipped the barb off so the shank fell free, gave me a tetanus shot and sent me on my way. Dad laughed the whole way home.
You have to be careful with hooks.
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