Well, I think I'm hooked on fishing. Or the fish I catch are hooked anyway.
Saturday, Dermot and Michelle took us out to the Swan river for our first go at fishing. We caught a lot of blow fish, but nothing edible. It's pretty fun to reel in a fish, though.
Then yesterday, we went to Cottesloe beach and fished from a rock jetty. It was pretty fun, and we were catching heaps of fish - mostly blowfish again, but a few "real" ones. We spent all afternoon there, and the time just flew by. Dermot caught two white fish that we're going to cook up tonight, and Gary caught a green one that we had last night. I was in charge of beheading, gutting, scaling, and frying the fish. It sure is a brutal job and can make you lose your appetite, but I did feel like I owed it to the fish to eat them after all that.
The fish last night was melt-in-your-mouth delicious, and I'm really looking forward to supper tonight. We plan to buy a second rod sometime this week, so that we don't have to fight over whose turn it is to fish.
-Tracie, The FisherQueen