Fish on!
What a day! Super grumpy from work, so I went fishing with my Dad to “Oscar’s Secret Fishing Spot”. I’ve never caught so many different kinds of kivers in my life! The biggest we caught was probably 9 inches, and they were all fighters. After my hero Jeremy Wade, any time I hook a fish I yell FISH ON! (even if they’re little baby fish)
Fighters and worm thieves! We went in with 30 worms, and had none when we left. We must’ve fished for two hours.
I’d just like to take the time to say whoever told me, as a child, that worms pooped dirt lied. Worms poop poop.
Not only that, but we saw a great blue heron take flight! It was the biggest bird I’ve ever seen in person, so big that you could hear its wings flap through the air. Its beak was enormous!
We got to watch the water turn all sorts of colors in the sunset. On the way home we saw a lady-doe-deer.
Afterwards, my Dad took me past a hotel where Abraham Lincoln stayed! Can you imagine?!
A really cool evening, and I am so lucky to get to spend so much time with my Dad.
He now reveals a very special fishing secret.
This is haru-haru, the ancient and traditional technique of cursing at the fish.
After a few hours of totally fruitless fishing, I’m willing to give anything a go.
Right, see what you can do, then, you useless, scaly abominations of this particular reef. Ah, you call yourself fish? You can’t even eat yourself a piece of leaf. What’s going on? are you that pathetic?
-My current favorite thing that Jeremy Wade has ever said, River Monsters
