Really Wrecked S.A.C.
Newsletter number 10: Club news

Right, no time to muck about, no time for tittle tattle and childish mockery, no time even to mention Stevie's new tattoo. There's too much to tell. There's Weymouth and two other trips, a web site, a charming new clothing range, a contender for our Really Eely Trophy and a bucketload of second rate jokes at other people's expense. Erm, apart from that last bit of course, cos there's too much other stuff.

Dates
But before all that, there's some dates to put in your dairy. Chris is out of action for six weeks, so we've booked three trips with Larry Ryan in the meantime. Larry's boat Timerlin fishes six, so places are limited.

There's an eeling trip on Wednesday the 15th of September, a bassing outing on Monday the 27th of September and an as yet undecided bass/eels trip on Monday the 11th of October, target species depending on what's fishing well. Phone Adam now on his work number (01306 743744) or at home (01273 478886) if you're interested.

Haute couture
You'll read about some special T-shirts in the Weymouth report. T-shirts which mark the launch of the Really Wrecked brand of clothing. A delightful fish-smoking-spliff motif adorns the white cotton T-shirt which is the centrepiece of the innovative and fashionable collection, which also includes a daring line of baseball caps. Paris, Milan, New York, Lewes.

The motif is reproduced on the right (as well as in the background and all over the rest of this site) for you to have a look at. Of course, if I was even faintly organised, I'd have a picture of someone wearing the T-shirt on the Weymouth trip, but I'm not, so I haven't. However, you will be able to see such pictures pretty soon here on the web site.

If anyone wants a T-shirt, they come in a range of colours, from white to very, very pale cream (or is that white?) and cost around £8.50 each. If people want colours other than white, I'll investigate the cost of screen-printing.

Techno frenzy
Yes, I did mention a web site. Check out http://www.reallywrecked.com or, if you prefer, the slightly shorter, though identical, http://www.rwsac.org. There isn't much there as yet, just the current records and some gibberish, but I'll be adding to it on and off over the next couple of months until it's fairly comprehensive. Mail me and let me know what you'd like to see there.

Competition no.1

Lastly, Adam wants to get a four-person team together for the Weymouth Species Hunt Competition on Tuesday 7th and Wednesday 8th of October. He's particularly keen because a team of (mainly) Really Wrecked anglers from Newick has already registered to fish, and "If the 2nd team is going to fish, we'd better get the 1st team out as well."

You fish in two pairs on different boats, and the team that catches the most species in total, wins. Because it's a two day competition, the plan is to have one or two nights away. It costs just £15 per team member, and for that you get two days fishing. Add about £15-30 for accommodation and another £2000 drinking money, and you'll have a fair idea of the total cost, including the actual physical toll.

Competition no.2
Actually, that wasn't lastly, at all, there is one other club notice. And in fact I lied on another front - of course there's time to mention Stevie's superbly hand-crafted tattoo. It's a delightful picture of a fish, showing the world where his affections lie, though being more than an inch and a half across: a) It wouldn't fit on the location that Stevie originally intended for it and b) It's much bigger than any fish he has ever caught.

And the club interest in this item? Well, there isn't one really, other than to take the piss, but if I were forced to think of some spurious excuse, I'd probably come up with a club competition to name the species of fish in the tattoo. It seems the artist's hands were shaking so badly at the sight of Steve's magnificent airline torso, it looks like some kind of pouting-saveloy hybrid (and more of such exotic fare later).

The prize for naming the species correctly is a Daiwa one piece 12ft boatcasting rod. Members of the club, their relatives and friends are not eligible to enter.