|But no, the hook was firmly set in the ring finger of my right hand. Firmly!
Burried to the middle of the hook bend. As the hook was going through the
rod eye and still tied to the tippet, I was quite strongly connected to my rod.
The hook was - unfortunately - a Kamasan 840B size 4. This is a very good
hook: thin, smooth wire and of course extremely sharp. I hadn't felt a
thing, just the usual sting of a hook point, and even so the hook was deep
into my flesh in an angle of 45 degrees.
Well, it didn't hurt, but the hook had to come out in some way. We cut the
line to get me off the rod - carrying a 9' 5 weight attatched to the finger
is a bit cumbersome.
I grabbed the hook and gently tried to remove it. Nothing. Then a bit
firmer. Nothing. Then very hard. Still nothing.
Then we took pictures and actually had a great time, laughing and joking. My
finger didn't hurt a bit.
I started being more systematic. I took out a new fly on the same hook (a
salt water spider, in case anybody should wonder) and compared to see how
deep the barb was set. Not that deep. I trid all kinds of maneuvres to
loosen it: pressing, pulling, jerking, turning and twisting. Brian was
getting a little pale by now.
But that was nothing compared to his color when I took out my line cutting
scissors to cut the wound a bit more open. But to no avail. So I hauled out
my fillet knife which I use to clean fish at waterside. Now Brian was almost
transparent and breathing heavily like a woman in labor.
I realized that I could cut myself to pieces before this one got out, and
thought of the FlyFish@ discussion of hook removal. There was something with
a loop of monofilament, take it round the hook and Snap! you're free. But I
just couldn't remember where to put that loop, and I had a hard time
imagening how that Snap! could bring anything but further injuries.
I was getting quite irritated by now. Loosing valuable fishing time because
of a hook in the finger! We decided to get professional assistance, so off
we went to the nearest hospital - only 10 minutes away. Now this hospital
does not have an emergency, and our knocks and ringing the door bell didn't
bring any reactions at all.
The next hospital - with an emergency - was about 15 minutes away, so we
decided to go there. Upon arrival we were recieved by a very kind nurse and
by promising her a bit of the days catch, we managed to bribe ourselves in
front of the line. Nah, not so! We were the only ones there, and was
admitted to the doctor in less than 5 minutes.
Now, the following scene was a sight worth remembering. I was in full
ornate: waders, big wading boots, vest and wading jacket. All wet to above
the belt. Brian had folded down his waders, but was still just as wet. I was
lying on a high couch in the middle of the room with my hand on a stainless
steel plate beside me, and Brian was bouncing around taking pictures. Both
of us were laughing and had a good time... until the doctor - named Jens by
the way - put the needle into my finger. Youch! That hurt ten times as much
as the hook and Brian started huffing and puffing like a steam train.
The finger was numb within a minute and snip, snip, the hook was out in less
The nurse thought that this chummed hook might catch us a white shark, and
Brian was shure that my unfortunate start of the day had to mean the
turnpoint for our fishing trip: now we were in for some very good fishing.
So I was bandaged and we thanked them many times, and headed back to the
water to get our big white shark.
But... there were no sharks. No sea trout either and not even a small cod.
This might be because my lucky hook broke on the stones on the beach in a
back cast. Then again it might not.
|This fly has been places
that you can't imagine...
Casting with a numb finger wasn't that difficult, even though later that day
when the anaesthetic stopped working, I was glad that I started fishing a
light 5 weight in stead of the traditional 7-8 or even 9 weight.
So we din't pay the nurse for letting us in so promptly and the biggest
catch of the day was...
PS: I can warmly recommend the Kamasan 840B hook. Its hooking capability is beyond description.
PPS: I need to learn the trick with the monofile loop.
PPPS: Yes, I know: this would not have been a problem of the same dimensions if I had fished barbless.