Another thrill packed episode in the on-going saga of man versus man versus the elements, in this case, daring Don Dally at his full height challenging a pair of fitful fisherman and both sides defying the humble Humber river at low tide
When we last left Daring Don, he was retrieving a set (made up of 20 St. George’s1St. George’s is a prestigious private golf club in Toronto. range golf balls – Hey, they’re Titleists) of his errant shots that had inexorably faded into the roiling rapids and splashed the fly by knights of the rod and reel.
“Get thee to a driving range,” they remonstrated.
“Get thee to a fish store,” daring Don remonstrated right back.
And so it began, two parties of limited skill, adherents of limited skill sports, waging verbal war on one another while up to their knees in the muddy runoff. A crowd of limited skill sports’ fans started to cheer them on from both sides of the river.
“Fly a feathery at ‘em,” was heard in support of daring Don.
“Cast aspersions,” came the other side’s biting retort.
“Crush his creel,” exhorted Don’s disciples.
“Fly one by him,” came the rejoinder.
Testing the idiom that actions speak louder than words, one of the fly casters picked up one of Don’s balls and threw it farther downstream, making it by far Don’s longest drive of the day.
“Good one,’ encouraged one side of the river.
To counter, Don pulled out his nail kit (He can teach hygiene.) which he always carries with him along with his get out of jail free card, removed the scissors, and cut one of the fly casters’ lines.
“Ooooo, game on,” came the roar from Don’s side.
While this was going on, unbeknownst to either party, the park’s clean up crew was breaking up a log jam farther upstream that was limiting the flow of water.“Stand back, mates,” warned the displaced aussie supervisor, “when we pull that key log, there’ll be a rush of water that will catch their attention in Buffalo.”
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be continued – fade to black)
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