Out here prepping for some Snook and remembered a night I had years ago. Was setting up on a short bridge that had light pressure and was always good for a slot Snook. Not quite dark yet then some guy crashes into the guard rail on the other side of the bridge then heads straight at me....by then I was on the top rail ready to jump...he hits the end of the bridge, destroys the right front then hugs the concrete rail all the way over the bridge and comes to a stop. Chrome, glass, sparks all over me. I run over there and a hulk of a man is laying on the seat passed out. Motor was still running. I got a car to stop, they called FHP and I proceeded to get my azz out of there. During that time he woke up, looked around, shut the engine off, got out, took a look, then tried to re-start the engine, but did not. I 'm doing everything I can to leave, but then here he comes, straight at me....walks up close and says "you didn't see anything". I said I didn't see sh_t, I'm gettin the h_ _l out of here. He kept walking but never made it far.....deputies got him a mile or so down the road. I never fished off that bridge again
Gordon
Loc: Charleston South Carolina
Sinker Rig wrote:
Out here prepping for some Snook and remembered a night I had years ago. Was setting up on a short bridge that had light pressure and was always good for a slot Snook. Not quite dark yet then some guy crashes into the guard rail on the other side of the bridge then heads straight at me....by then I was on the top rail ready to jump...he hits the end of the bridge, destroys the right front then hugs the concrete rail all the way over the bridge and comes to a stop. Chrome, glass, sparks all over me. I run over there and a hulk of a man is laying on the seat passed out. Motor was still running. I got a car to stop, they called FHP and I proceeded to get my azz out of there. During that time he woke up, looked around, shut the engine off, got out, took a look, then tried to re-start the engine, but did not. I 'm doing everything I can to leave, but then here he comes, straight at me....walks up close and says "you didn't see anything". I said I didn't see sh_t, I'm gettin the h_ _l out of here. He kept walking but never made it far.....deputies got him a mile or so down the road. I never fished off that bridge again
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A store you will never forget. And I would also never forget.
Sinker Rig wrote:
Out here prepping for some Snook and remembered a night I had years ago. Was setting up on a short bridge that had light pressure and was always good for a slot Snook. Not quite dark yet then some guy crashes into the guard rail on the other side of the bridge then heads straight at me....by then I was on the top rail ready to jump...he hits the end of the bridge, destroys the right front then hugs the concrete rail all the way over the bridge and comes to a stop. Chrome, glass, sparks all over me. I run over there and a hulk of a man is laying on the seat passed out. Motor was still running. I got a car to stop, they called FHP and I proceeded to get my azz out of there. During that time he woke up, looked around, shut the engine off, got out, took a look, then tried to re-start the engine, but did not. I 'm doing everything I can to leave, but then here he comes, straight at me....walks up close and says "you didn't see anything". I said I didn't see sh_t, I'm gettin the h_ _l out of here. He kept walking but never made it far.....deputies got him a mile or so down the road. I never fished off that bridge again
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I think I'd find another bridge to fish also SR. You wouldn't be so lucky the next time. The Reaper doesn't like close calls.
Gordon
Loc: Charleston South Carolina
Gordon wrote:
A store you will never forget. And I would also never forget.
That should have been STORY
Fredfish wrote:
I think I'd find another bridge to fish also SR. You wouldn't be so lucky the next time. The Reaper doesn't like close calls.
My life changed after that.....I finally began to see how reckless I was
Gordon
Loc: Charleston South Carolina
Sinker Rig wrote:
My life changed after that.....I finally began to see how reckless I was
I thought he was reckless
Gordon wrote:
I thought he was reckless
Hahahaha.......he was....and some other things
Omg I would never fish there again either!!! Hopefully he started seeing how reckless he was too!
Great story, did you leave early to avoid being a witness…or to change your pants?
HosChap wrote:
Great story, did you leave early to avoid being a witness…or to change your pants?
Both!!...........actually I did tell FHP what happened, but the officer didn't need much of my help
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