Originally posted by horrie hastings
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Quick funny story. We'd fish between the Rose Bay sea plane wharf and Catalina restaurant for Bream. The Bream would sit under the restaurant and wharf so the idea was to cast as close as possible. One fine afternoon, my good mate Mick got his cast all wrong and his half pilchard (the head and stomach part with the guts hanging out) hit a patron that was sitting out on the balcony square in the head. Man we laughed so much it hurt.
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