When I moved from the city out to the sticks, I had the idea of trying fishing. I did. Once. Unsuccessfully.
Anyway, Mrs. Lemmings has ordered me to get rid of the rod and tackle. If no-one here wants it, I'm just going to throw it out next week.
It's an el-cheapo set (rod, reel, 140-metres of line, sinkers, hooks, etc.) that you can get for 1,800 yen at your local super market.
Holler if you want it.
Ahead! Groove factor five! Yeah!