The weather was beautiful today, so I just had to go fishing on our midday break. The Parson told me about a pond he sighted, and said that he would like to catch enough fish to feed himself for a week. So I ate very quickly, and then begun to build a fishing-net. I used a rope to weave the net, and I used rocks for the weight, so the net would sink to the bottom of the pond. When I got to the pond, I slowly waded out into waist-high water. I saw a flash come near the surface. It looked like a three pound bass. I suddenly threw out my net, hoping for the fish to swim right to it. After it sank to the bottom, I began to pull it up very slowly. I wasn't having much luck, and it seemed like hours before I even had algae float into my net. After waiting for a long time, I glanced up at the sky. At that very moment, I felt a pull. I looked back at the water, only to notice that my net was being pulled further into the pond! I was having great difficulties trying to pull my net back. I tugged, and I tugged. I pulled as hard as I could. Finally, I got the net up, I must have caught nine bass at least. They all were very decently larged fish. I can not wait until I return and show the cook what he can prepare for dinner. He will be thrilled because he has been running out of ideas.
Advice for the day: Patience is a good trait to have.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
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