First Fish

Last Sunday was a lovely day. My parents and I went fishing, our first real successful trip of the year. We caught several pike that afternoon as well as several dozen tasty little catfish after nightfall.

After I cleaned two of the pike, we had a little fish fry on their tailgate. There's nothing tastier than eating fish so fresh it was swimming just hours ago. Especially when you're the one who caught and cleaned it! Cheers!