Old Jake chatting to Frikky by the campfire. "Hey frikky I caught a bream and it was this big". To which he showed the distance between his thumb and tip of forefinger extended, about four inch distant.
Frikky laughed but then Jake said. "Between the eyes".
"Well." Frikky said. "I went night fishing with my gas lamp and it fell into the water to the bottom of the river, about six foot deep, the light kept on shining, the flame kept alight". Jake nodded slowly, then Frikky said "I looked for that fish of yours for hours, never saw it."
Greetings all! I've been a hunter for 50 years, but only now planning a trip to Africa. I was fortunate and successfully bid on a couple hunts for plains game in SA later this year and next. Also a rare Native Texas (5th generation) and USMC Vet. Hunt safe y'all!