Used fishing rod

Usage examples of angled.

Clodius Afer gruffly ordered the accompanying legionaries, but he himself angled toward the fountain.

Purple satin kerchiefs were tied around their necks and debonair straw boaters were rakishly angled on top of their heads.

The wall presented a barrier that ran parallel to the stream, but as Ayla hiked along its base back toward the cave, the sheer drop angled up in a steep but climbable grade.

The forward wings locked with negative dihedral, the rear wings angled to form a ruddevator, and the five-bladed propeller whined, driving the butterflier in a shallow dive for the peninsula.

There I found a doorless room, really only a vestibule leading nowhere, with a pair of bright-lit Pepsi machines, another vending machine offering cellophane-wrapped Oreos and Cheez-Its at the end of corkscrew spirals, and a high-mounted television set, angled as though for a bedridden patient.

The boat angled toward the swimming animal while Hauser positioned himself, legs apart, in the prow.

A moment later the first Tsurani came into view, hurrying along on a course that angled off to the northwest.

As his wife peered past Kuthe, Merith drew his bowstring back to his chin, angled the ready arrow up into the sky, and loosed.

The long teeth, angled back, emerged from just below the maxillary bone of the upper jaw.

Nemmo had drawn it that first day, except that the walls did not seem quite so sheer, were, in fact, distinctly triangular, angled up to provide a base for the building which was still almost completely buried in the perpetual nimbostratus clouds.

With her hand over her mouth again, her eyes bright with laughter, Nixie scooted, angled her head.

The Pralaya crested another wave, angled forward, then began the long slide into the trench.

Seeming to sprout from the fore end of the pustulant mass was something that looked like the torso of a woman, and two small, possibly vestigial, limbs angled out and back where the two parts joined.

One died quickly, too slow to raise his guard, thinking somehow, still, that it was all a terrible mistake until David de Rocaille opened his chest with an angled, two-handed blow.

A game trail angled into the trees through heavy undergrowth of salal and wild huckleberries.