Fish of the Week
Went fishing a couple of times this past week.
Friar’s Mom was visited last Monday and I took her out to try to catch some pike. We didn’t get any, but we ended up with four nice black crappies.
Friar’s Mom kept grumbling about all the new-fangled scented fishing lures and fancy equipment we were using. It just wasn’t the same, she said. As kids, all they had was a stick, a hook, and a piece of butcher string. And that was good enough for them.
She would have done Don Mills proud.
Yesterday, I ventured out again with another fishing buddy. We got three speckled trout between us. I only got one, but it was the biggest.
Between all the paddling, we probably each burned 2000 calories that day. To catch 1000 calories worth of fish.
Thank God for the Cheezi-Mart grocery store in town.