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I went magnet fishing yesterday! I threw my magnet in on the upstream side of the Dempster bridge. I felt like I'd spent enough time on the downstream side trying to get my magnet back already!
The water is twenty feet or so below the deck, so if I catch something, I get to guess at what it is as I pull it up. The first thing I caught had a really odd shape and I couldn't figure out what it was until it was close enough to me to see it around the magnet.
It was a full bottle of Heineken. I'd caught it by the cap.
I also pulled up a broken compass (the drafting instrument), a battery, a half-dozen roofing nails, a hair barrette, a AA battery, a two-foot piece of angle iron, and the wire frame from a yard sign. I caught a very long pipe a couple times, but it was too heavy to stay on the magnet. I tried to drag it over to shore, if for no other reason than so I didn't keep grabbing it and thinking it was something cool, but I only moved it four or five feet. It must have been around ten feet long.
Rufus was perplexed by all this and spent his time barking at people walking or riding by and napping on my purse.
After an hour or so, I carried all the stuff over to the nearest garbage can, then headed home for washing up and dinner.
The water is twenty feet or so below the deck, so if I catch something, I get to guess at what it is as I pull it up. The first thing I caught had a really odd shape and I couldn't figure out what it was until it was close enough to me to see it around the magnet.
It was a full bottle of Heineken. I'd caught it by the cap.
I also pulled up a broken compass (the drafting instrument), a battery, a half-dozen roofing nails, a hair barrette, a AA battery, a two-foot piece of angle iron, and the wire frame from a yard sign. I caught a very long pipe a couple times, but it was too heavy to stay on the magnet. I tried to drag it over to shore, if for no other reason than so I didn't keep grabbing it and thinking it was something cool, but I only moved it four or five feet. It must have been around ten feet long.
Rufus was perplexed by all this and spent his time barking at people walking or riding by and napping on my purse.
After an hour or so, I carried all the stuff over to the nearest garbage can, then headed home for washing up and dinner.