FISHING

This is my first fish ever! Jerome, Kass, and Kyle waited very patiently for me to catch this beautiful fish, because believe me it did not come easy, as Kassie has thoroughly mentioned in her blog.

You see, first I got the nasty flourescent bait all over me. Then I cast it in over and over and over again, until I gave up and Kyle took over. But at the end Jerome was determined that I catch something, so they gave me both poles to double my chances. I got about a zillion bites, but they all got away every time that Kass picked up the camera to capture the moment. But after I gave up and was reeling in the pole (because I had broke the other line) there was a fish on the end!

Kyle did much better. This is a picture of what he caught first. I was very proud.

But then he caught a real fish!

This little boy kept bringing this nasty fish over that he caught. I don't know why his dad kept letting him play with the dead fish. He played with it for like a half hour. It was so gross, but he was so cute. Even though he came over like twenty million times. And asked if he could hold some of our fish. Wouldn't you want to?!

I was very glad that Jerome was there to take care of the fish gutting and preparation. I nearly barfed watching him rip the fish apart, but it was one of those things that was so revolting that I could not take my eyes off of it for even a second.

And it tasted good. Unfortunately, it is on my list of things I won't eat because the idea of it grosses me out. But Kyle and Jerome enjoyed it.