By GARY MAAS
Compliments for the new year, readers. It’s hard to believe that January is already on its way out. Next it’s Easter, then winter and roll on next Christmas. Time goes so fast when one is getting older (and its not for sissies)!
For those of you who read my snake story in the last edition of The Meander Chronicle, there is another twist in the tale. You tell me … coincidence, fate or just plain unlucky? Drop me a line. I’d like to know your thoughts.
I had a snake-catching partner, Darryl Killerby (Killerby Motors, years ago), the day I got bitten. We had gone our separate ways, me to Mt Edgecombe and Darryl to Amanzimtoti.
When I arrived at Addington Hospital, I remember them saying: “Is this Darryl Killerby?” My friend, Alan, who was with me, said: “No, this is Gary Maas. Why?”
They told him that Darryl was on his way by ambulance from Toti. We had both been bittten by the same type of snake at the same time and were both hospitalised.
The only difference was that Darryl could take the serum and was fine in two days, whereas I lay in a coma for six weeks.
We even made the local evening newspaper. The caption to the story read: “2 hunters meet in hospital”.
That’s all I have for this month. All the best for 2020.
Yours in fishing.
Gary (082 413 5003 or email@example.com)