There wasn't that much blood that day,and when the crackers run out I can
catch a dumb old trout and eat it.
"Ken Fortenberry" wrote in message
m...
Bass_Mr. wrote:
I fell on a Husky jerk and had a treble all the way in the fat part of my
knee while fishing a tournament.

Wow, subsisting on crackers and water in a cold, raging gale
while bleeding profusely from the leg.

I'm willing to concede that for you tournament fishing is a
sport. ;-)

An interesting aside:

http://www.theknese.com/pages/Hemingway.htm

--
Ken Fortenberry