Brown trout question/hearing aids saga
 

"riverman" wrote in message


Closest I came to that saga was three summers ago, while driving across
Finland and Norway, camping along the way with my girlfriend. She likes
those disgusting girlie mags ("Hello", etc) which I loathe to the core.
One
afternoon, in camp, I went to go sit down on my campchair, and a copy of
"Vanity Fair" or something was on the seat, with some stupid cover
article
saying something like "50 Ways to Dress Up For Your Man", so I
irriatatingly
snatched it off the chair and tossed it on the table, rather roughly.

A few minutes later, she came by and said "Oh, have you seen my diamond
earrings? They were sitting on the magazine while I was looking for a
mirror..." They were valued at about what your hearing aids were, and we
never found even one of them in the tall grass.


"Mark H. Bowen" wrote in message
.. .
Separate campsites from that point on?

No, but I did spend the next 4 or 5 hours scouring the ground, inch by
inch, blade by blade. No freaking idea how they got past me. Even now, I'm
tempted to back to that campground with a metal detector and find those damn
earrings. I'm pretty sure I'd recognize every little pebble and anthill!

--riverman

Brown trout question/hearing aids saga
 

"Scott Seidman" wrote in message
. 1.4...
No, but I did spend the next 4 or 5 hours scouring the ground, inch
by inch, blade by blade. No freaking idea how they got past me. Even
now, I'm tempted to back to that campground with a metal detector and
find those damn earrings. I'm pretty sure I'd recognize every little
pebble and anthill!

--riverman

Are you sure they existed in the first place? :-)


OOohhhh, very clever!!

Nah, I knew of them, and had seen them on the table earlier. They existed
alright....

--riverman

Brown trout question/hearing aids saga
 

Separate campsites from that point on?

Mark
"riverman" wrote in message
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"SteveB" wrote in message
news:uF%Gc.12403$nc.671@fed1read03...

As an aside (true story), I got back to camp and took off the wet stuff.
I
sat my hearing aids on the barbecue, since it was a black surface, and I
thought they would dry out okay. I sat the two way Cobra radio on the
table
in the sunshine. (It survived the dunking and subsequent drying out.)
Stainless S+W was okay, too after drying out.

There was not a problem until later when I turned on the barbecue and
then
about ten minutes started looking for my hearing aids.

Long story short, they are in the shop, and I am waiting to see if it is
going to cost me $375 to fix these, or $2800 for new ones.

Have you ever done something so stupid that you expect men with white
coats
are going to come running up and throw a big piece of shrimp trawl net
over
you?

Closest I came to that saga was three summers ago, while driving across
Finland and Norway, camping along the way with my girlfriend. She likes
those disgusting girlie mags ("Hello", etc) which I loathe to the core.
One
afternoon, in camp, I went to go sit down on my campchair, and a copy of
"Vanity Fair" or something was on the seat, with some stupid cover article
saying something like "50 Ways to Dress Up For Your Man", so I
irriatatingly
snatched it off the chair and tossed it on the table, rather roughly.

A few minutes later, she came by and said "Oh, have you seen my diamond
earrings? They were sitting on the magazine while I was looking for a
mirror..." They were valued at about what your hearing aids were, and we
never found even one of them in the tall grass.

--riverman

Brown trout question/hearing aids saga
 

Separate campsites from that point on?

Mark
"riverman" wrote in message
...

"SteveB" wrote in message
news:uF%Gc.12403$nc.671@fed1read03...

As an aside (true story), I got back to camp and took off the wet stuff.
I
sat my hearing aids on the barbecue, since it was a black surface, and I
thought they would dry out okay. I sat the two way Cobra radio on the
table
in the sunshine. (It survived the dunking and subsequent drying out.)
Stainless S+W was okay, too after drying out.

There was not a problem until later when I turned on the barbecue and
then
about ten minutes started looking for my hearing aids.

Long story short, they are in the shop, and I am waiting to see if it is
going to cost me $375 to fix these, or $2800 for new ones.

Have you ever done something so stupid that you expect men with white
coats
are going to come running up and throw a big piece of shrimp trawl net
over
you?

Closest I came to that saga was three summers ago, while driving across
Finland and Norway, camping along the way with my girlfriend. She likes
those disgusting girlie mags ("Hello", etc) which I loathe to the core.
One
afternoon, in camp, I went to go sit down on my campchair, and a copy of
"Vanity Fair" or something was on the seat, with some stupid cover article
saying something like "50 Ways to Dress Up For Your Man", so I
irriatatingly
snatched it off the chair and tossed it on the table, rather roughly.

A few minutes later, she came by and said "Oh, have you seen my diamond
earrings? They were sitting on the magazine while I was looking for a
mirror..." They were valued at about what your hearing aids were, and we
never found even one of them in the tall grass.

--riverman

Brown trout question/hearing aids saga
 

"riverman" wrote in
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"riverman" wrote in message


Closest I came to that saga was three summers ago, while driving
across Finland and Norway, camping along the way with my
girlfriend. She likes those disgusting girlie mags ("Hello", etc)
which I loathe to the core.
One
afternoon, in camp, I went to go sit down on my campchair, and a
copy of "Vanity Fair" or something was on the seat, with some
stupid cover
article
saying something like "50 Ways to Dress Up For Your Man", so I
irriatatingly
snatched it off the chair and tossed it on the table, rather
roughly.

A few minutes later, she came by and said "Oh, have you seen my
diamond earrings? They were sitting on the magazine while I was
looking for a mirror..." They were valued at about what your
hearing aids were, and we never found even one of them in the tall
grass.


"Mark H. Bowen" wrote in message
.. .
Separate campsites from that point on?

No, but I did spend the next 4 or 5 hours scouring the ground, inch
by inch, blade by blade. No freaking idea how they got past me. Even
now, I'm tempted to back to that campground with a metal detector and
find those damn earrings. I'm pretty sure I'd recognize every little
pebble and anthill!

--riverman




Are you sure they existed in the first place? :-)

Brown trout question/hearing aids saga
 

"riverman" wrote in
:


"riverman" wrote in message


Closest I came to that saga was three summers ago, while driving
across Finland and Norway, camping along the way with my
girlfriend. She likes those disgusting girlie mags ("Hello", etc)
which I loathe to the core.
One
afternoon, in camp, I went to go sit down on my campchair, and a
copy of "Vanity Fair" or something was on the seat, with some
stupid cover
article
saying something like "50 Ways to Dress Up For Your Man", so I
irriatatingly
snatched it off the chair and tossed it on the table, rather
roughly.

A few minutes later, she came by and said "Oh, have you seen my
diamond earrings? They were sitting on the magazine while I was
looking for a mirror..." They were valued at about what your
hearing aids were, and we never found even one of them in the tall
grass.


"Mark H. Bowen" wrote in message
.. .
Separate campsites from that point on?

No, but I did spend the next 4 or 5 hours scouring the ground, inch
by inch, blade by blade. No freaking idea how they got past me. Even
now, I'm tempted to back to that campground with a metal detector and
find those damn earrings. I'm pretty sure I'd recognize every little
pebble and anthill!

--riverman




Are you sure they existed in the first place? :-)

Brown trout question/hearing aids saga
 

Hell, she may not have been his girlfriend, for all we know. What with all
the nefarious motives lurkin' about ROFF, can we even be sure riverman is
really who he says he is? And how can I know for certain that you are
Scott?

Mark --Who, if I didn't know better, would swear that I am Chester the
Molester?
"Scott Seidman" wrote in message
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"riverman" wrote in
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"riverman" wrote in message


Closest I came to that saga was three summers ago, while driving
across Finland and Norway, camping along the way with my
girlfriend. She likes those disgusting girlie mags ("Hello", etc)
which I loathe to the core.
One
afternoon, in camp, I went to go sit down on my campchair, and a
copy of "Vanity Fair" or something was on the seat, with some
stupid cover
article
saying something like "50 Ways to Dress Up For Your Man", so I
irriatatingly
snatched it off the chair and tossed it on the table, rather
roughly.

A few minutes later, she came by and said "Oh, have you seen my
diamond earrings? They were sitting on the magazine while I was
looking for a mirror..." They were valued at about what your
hearing aids were, and we never found even one of them in the tall
grass.


"Mark H. Bowen" wrote in message
.. .
Separate campsites from that point on?

No, but I did spend the next 4 or 5 hours scouring the ground, inch
by inch, blade by blade. No freaking idea how they got past me. Even
now, I'm tempted to back to that campground with a metal detector and
find those damn earrings. I'm pretty sure I'd recognize every little
pebble and anthill!

--riverman




Are you sure they existed in the first place? :-)

Brown trout question/hearing aids saga
 

"snakefiddler" wrote They were valued at about
what your hearing aids were, and we
never found even one of them in the tall grass.



And needless to say, you probably didn't encounter any tall grass or any
kind for the rest of the trip. If you get my drift .....................

Steve ;-)

Brown trout question/hearing aids saga
 

"snakefiddler" wrote They were valued at about
what your hearing aids were, and we
never found even one of them in the tall grass.



And needless to say, you probably didn't encounter any tall grass or any
kind for the rest of the trip. If you get my drift .....................

Steve ;-)

Brown trout question/hearing aids saga
 

"riverman" wrote


No, but I did spend the next 4 or 5 hours scouring the ground, inch by
inch, blade by blade. No freaking idea how they got past me. Even now, I'm
tempted to back to that campground with a metal detector and find those
damn
earrings. I'm pretty sure I'd recognize every little pebble and anthill!

--riverman



I have metal detected for years. I lost one of those tiny sprayers on a
mist system in the grass. It was made out of brass. It took me one minute
to find it. I have found lots of things for friends, and would bet a
sixpack that I could have found it for you. If you do return there, with a
metal detector, you will probably find it.

Take your rod along, just in case you encounter any fishing spots.

Steve