I went fishing today after being bored watching tv all week, so I packed up the honda and all five of my family members hopped in and proceeded to drive up to the lake. We had to make a few stops before we got there. We forgot to pack up our imitation worms for the fish so we stopped at the general store at the base of the mountain and bought a small container of worms. Once we got back on the road we decided to stop and take pictures of the landscape.

We also notice some animals behind a fence. There was an ostrich, a goat, and a couple of other animals that I can’t remember. We finally got to the lake which was beautiful. There were people sail boating and jet skiing and just having a great time. I got out my fishing pole and began to try to put the worm on the hook, which was really hard for me. I kept wimping out because the worms looked so innocent, ohhh well. I finally got the worm on the hook and sat on my rock and waited, and waited, and waited.

I didn’t get one bite, so me and my family took the ice chest from the trunk and made a few sandwiches, had some drinks and relaxed for a while. We left the poles in the water and there were still no bites. Desperate we decided that the fish were used to eating better food, so we put a piece of hot dog on the hook and threw it in. About two minutes later we feel a tug on the line and guess what, it was a fish. A nice juicy fish is what we caught with a piece of hotdog, who would have thought. Now when we go fishing we always carry a pack of hotdogs for the picky fish.