My Grandfather told me a story of 'tickling trout' in the Heathcote river in ChCh. " Cripes theres a beaut under this bank" exclaimed Grand dad to his partner in crime. Next thing a huge eel had latched onto his thumb. He bore the scar till the day he died.
My father worked at the Antigua boat sheds opposite the ChCh Public Hospital on weekends and school holli's when he was 14 -15. In those days, the early 1950's the Hospital tipped all the congealed blood and trim from the days surgeries into the river every night. On the weekends the old man and his mates could take a 'punt' from the boatsheds out eeling and would be waiting at the pipe for 10 oclock ....
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