Apparently we are fisher people.
We spent four hours last saturday fishing with the boy scouts at a private pond. Everyone loved it. Only Kevin caught a fish, to the dissappointment of some. I was proud to have casted out into the pond after several attempts landing on the bank beside me.
Fischer Fritz fischt frische Fische.
Throw back to my German major days, it's a tongue twister about fishing that I have tucked away in my memory banks for those moments when there is a lull in the conversation. Try it. It always seems to impress the little ones.
Apparently we will be purchasing our own equipment and we will be fishing again.
Fish beware.
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