Warning! This post contains some graphic images.
(Poor fishies...)
Ryan's Dad has a boat. I have been on it quite alot and have achieved the color of parchment paper. (YES!) Ryan took me fishing...i decided i liked it. A LOT! That very next day when we went to Walmart for some bait, i ended up seeing a pole just for me.
Yes everyone. I BOUGHT a FISHPOLE.
It says "Ladies Fishing COMBO"
it's silver and pink. :] and it's
PERFECT!
We went fishing along the lake shore that very afternoon.
I caught my very first fish!! :]
These Little fish are called Walleyes, pronounced wall-eyes
however, at fist Ryan and i didn't know such and we called them Walle's
:] I just like our way best.
do not worry. we let this one go free. :]
Later that night Ryan caught himself a catfish.
Although we didn't let the fish go, once we arrived home, i couldn't bear to let him hurt it. We said some words for it, i said i was sorry to the fish, and we burried it in the trash.
We went fishing again later that week.
Ryan caught NOTHING. I caught TWO fish!!
This time we took my two fish home.
I decided I was grown enough to eat my catch.
isn't that what real fishers do anyways?
How to prepare your fish.
This is the graphic part.
1.scrape off the scales.
2. off with their head!!!
3. Gut it.
image was removed, due to super grossness.
take my word for it.
4. off with the tail
5. wash off.
Ryan proceeded to batter them and fry the fish.
However, due to circumstances, I ended up NOT eating any fish.
In all truth i felt really bad for the fish, and i couldn't force myself to even taste it.
Ryan said they were good though...
Ryan and I went out on the boat again yesterday.
After many fishless hours we decided to head in.
Ryan still had some bait left on his hook and decided to fish a little longer.
And then...IT HAPPENED!
HE CAUGHT ONE!!
it was sixteen whole inches long!!!
Success!
