This past Wednesday and Thursday, my days off from work, I went up to Lake George to do some fishing with my Dad. I like fishing and I want to learn more. Who better to learn from than the master himself? I have done some fishing in my younger years with my Dad, but I have been the age where I can actually bait my own hook, bring the fish in, and get the hook out of the mouth of the fish. It is more enjoyable to me now than it was when I was younger. I can probably vouch for my Dad by saying it is also more enjoyable for him now that I am older.
Both days did not have ideal weather conditions for fishing. It was too windy. We did better Wednesday than Thursday. We caught a total of sixteen between my Dad, uncle, and I. I think I had brought in the most that day. I think I caught six or seven “keepers”. We were fishing for Crappe, but caught a few other kinds including Rock Bass, Walleye, Perch, and Bass.
When we were done, we proceeded to the next step of the fishing process: cleaning the fish or filleting them. I never cleaned a fish before. As a young one, I always thought it was pretty gross. Chopping off the heads, carving out the meat, and skinning the fillets never appeared like something I wanted to do until now. It was time the fishing knowledge should be passed on to the next generation again. My Dad showed me step by step how to fillet the fish to get it ready to fry. Now, I can do the whole works by catching the fish and preparing it to eat! I just need my own fishing gear.
It was a fun time and I can’t wait to do some more fishing this summer. That is, after all of the boaters get finished tearing up the lake!