Saturday evening we went fishing outside our apartment and caught seven croaker and one mystery fish that may, or may not have been, some kind of trout.
Scott baiting the hooks and Bridget looking on the ground for any leftover shrimp and fish guts from previous fishermen.
The first fish of the night, a croaker.
The second fish. We're not sure what it is, but last weekend a guy had caught one and said it was a trout. We're unsure of his expertise though.
The first fish of the night, a croaker.
The second fish. We're not sure what it is, but last weekend a guy had caught one and said it was a trout. We're unsure of his expertise though.
An inside shot of its rows and rows of teeth.
The Beagle.
Renee's croaker, croaker #7 for the night.
The Beagle.
Renee's croaker, croaker #7 for the night.
3 comments:
I never thought I'd see the day Renee' held a fish THAT SHE CAUGHT! Good job R-E-N-E-E-'! Eric's ready to take the boat out - hopefully sooner rather than later!
I think Scott is a good fishing influence. I can remember seeing a picture of your first catch. You had a scrunched up face and it looked like you thinking something like ewwww, or yuck or some other disgusting thing.
Nice catch!!!
LR
I can't imagine using shrimp as bait! obviously the fish like it. Good to see your pictures.
Janet
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