The Rusted Scalpel by Timothy Browne

Author:Timothy Browne [Browne, Timothy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Medical Thriller
ISBN: 9781947545090
Publisher: Agape Orthopaedics
Published: 2018-09-08T20:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 24

FISHING

Nick didn’t know how the Iban did it. There were too many things to think about, like not falling off the end of the boat or knocking himself in the water with the net. With his pale white skin and lack of fishing skills, the only reason he came close to fitting in was that he was bare chested and wearing shorts like all the other men fishing on the river. Robert had found some shade from the jungle canopy at a fishing hole and was laughing.

“I think you have frightened the fish to death, Nickloss. They should be floating to the surface any moment.” He then gave an even louder snort.

Nick stood on the nose of the boat, peering into the water of the fishing hole, and pulled the weighted net up by its rope. Of course it was empty. It had hit the water like a chunk of concrete with a loud splash—a complete belly flop.

“Let me show you one more time,” Robert said and joined him at the front of the boat. The near-eighty-year-old moved with ease in the longboat. Taking the net from Nick, he stepped to the very lip of the boat, like he was hanging ten on a surfboard. Nick estimated that the casting net weighed less than fifteen pounds, so it wasn’t the weight that was the problem; but once expanded, the net was almost fifteen feet in diameter with yards of nylon to hold onto. Robert took part of the weighted line into his mouth and showed Nick once again how to separate the net, fashion it around his arms, twist his body at the waist, and let it fly. Robert’s throw made a beautiful circle in the air before touching down on the top of the water and sinking to the depths below. He let the lead line sink for a half a minute, then pulled it all in. There were two small fish wiggling in the net as he brought it up. He opened the net, and the two fish fell into the bottom of the boat and flopped around.

“It’s like that, Nickloss,” Robert said, smiling and handing the net back to him.

“You know, when I would go fishing with my dad in Montana we would always have to give each other a dollar for the first, the most, and the largest fish. So far, I owe you three dollars.”

Nick took the net and stepped to the front of the boat. He wasn’t sure about putting the net in his mouth, but the Iban had done it from the beginning of time, and they were healthy. He hoped giardia wasn’t going to be part of this adventure. He mimicked Robert’s hold on the net as best he could, turned his body like a discus thrower, then unwound, twisting hard and fast, and let go.

It wasn’t pretty. Part of the net caught on itself, but the worst part was, he forgot to let go with his teeth, and the net pulled him over.

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