Joel's Aunt and Uncle opened up their lake house for a big family gathering (about 18 people and 5 golden retrievers). We had a a great time, the weather forecast was bleak, but thankfully God gave us gorgeous weather (a sunny 70 degrees).
The Larson Clan decided to have a fishing derby, er, darby (since you have to have a license from the state to actually have a fishing derby.... we improvised). Two days to catch the biggest fish. There was a list in the living room where we could include our "big catch". Thing is, I have never gone fishing, didn't really have that much of an opportunity while I was little, and as much as I wanted to believe it would, dangling a string in the water with no hook was not going to catch me a fish. Johannes was kind enough to show me how to cast a line and bait a hook and with that I was off! Well, sort of, many failed attempts at casting lines later, I was off.
Maybe it's because I was more determined to catch fish then the others, or maybe it was all just beginners luck, either way I managed to catch 7 fish that weekend, my longest one a grand total of 16 5/8" giving me second place (next to Zac's 17 1/2" whopper). There is a picture of me holding one of my fish out there somewhere.... I'll track it down eventually...
And to be completely honest, I can't wait to go fishing again! (Though I'll continue to leave the cleaning of the fish up to Joel.....)
Love,
Carrie
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