When I was a young fella on a youth group Trip(is that what its called? church thing) remember putting sheeps gut in a sack in the lee at night tied to the bank. The black writhing mass in the torch light a few hours later was something to remember, a ball of eels about 1m in diameter and some of them were big fu%kers. Sort of took the shine off night swimming in that river![]()
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