I've got as much street cred as a bowl of walnuts Ian - just know it doesn't matter how much I fork out on waders they start leaking sooner rather than later.
One of the funnier things I've seen in recent seasons is a certain mate of some of the pikers on here, well-known to the likes of Gerry, Pete Waller, Barry K etc.
A few years back we were all fishing this big gravel pit on a bitterly cold day and me and a couple of mates had some fish out of this bay we were fishing into.
The person concerned was lure fishing and wearing chest waders. He's also quite a big bloke (clue...).
I noticed the reeds in this bay parting and a large-ish chap appears up to his waist in water and starts lobbing lures around where I've got my deadbaits.
I would have remonstrated but he is approx twice as heavy as me and, well, quite a big fella.
All of a sudden, we hear this string of expletives, the old poacher stands bolt upright and steps out of the water as daintily as Rudolph Nureyev doing the Nutcracker.
"Wossup big fella..?" we all sing out.
"Me bleedin' waders have sprung a leak," he replies.
Driving back to the car park, I pass said chap and Gerry Castles comparing notes about wet patch the size of a dinner plate around his, err, unmentionables.
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