I was squeezing and it was pulling and so I squeezed harder as it tried to disappear into the sand. Hell, I had one between my thumb and forefinger. Like a hole-in-one or double eagle or even an eagle, catching a sandworm is improbable, but not impossible. It’s knowing when to squeeze and when to soothe. It’s about set up and attitude and belief. Whilst hard to reconcile, worming is not unlike golf. What were you even doing?”įor the record, that is a pretty fair assessment of what was going on. And what were you doing? It looked like you were dragging half a leg back and forth across the beach, and occasionally you would stop and squat like you were trying to take a dump – through your shorts. A bucket hat? And was that a golf shirt and boardshorts? Daaaaad. She saw me, of course, though I’m not sure her description quite married up with the reflection I saw in a shop window on the way home. My daughter happened along the beach for a swim while I was mid-worming and actively avoided me. Not so with worming: beyond luck, it’s win or lose. And once in a while, even for rank beginners, success. Actively use the time you should be seeing perfection to deny the existence of words like shank, or hook or chili dip.
You line up your shot with your feet in the right-ish direction, you pick a target way in the distance. At least with golf, the occasional hope is offered. It’s definitely as hard as golf – maybe harder.
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As in, sand worming? As in those old blokes you see in bucket hats on beaches throughout Australia, bent over sticks and stockings full of fetid fish, waiting for the miniature versions of the monsters from Dune to raise their tentacled little heads for a feed?
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