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Every year we decamp to Twizel after Christmas with our 3 kids. Our youngest was very excited as he had received his own fishing rod and reel. All was going well: the line organised, hook baited and rod propped on stones while he waited for a bite. Next minute the whole thing disappears into the river...never to be seen again.
Same fishing spot, a year later. I cast into the river and while reeling in my spinner, get snagged. After much tugging and pulling I reel in... a fishing rod complete with hooks and lures. It was my sons and in immaculate condition as the water is so pure. A truly fishy story and he was delighted. Of course, the bait was gone
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