The New American Angeler Part 2

As part of the good times in Island Park, my dad arranged for the two of us to go fishing with a guide. We went out in a little boat (sorry, Dad, I don't know what you'd call the boat) with a guide named John, who was really nice. We fished the Henry's Fork of the Snake River.

My dad told me that if John was doing his job well that I'd catch a fish or two. I was really hoping that I would.

Aaaaaand I did. Dad caught the first fish of the day, but I definitely caught the most. It was soooo much fun. And a lot harder than I thought it would be. Those fish may not be very big, but they can sure put up a good fight. Plus, I have little to no upper body strength.

Here's the very first fish I have ever caught! It was a rainbow trout. I'm so excited I can't even open my eyes.Not long after that I caught a 16" brown trout. This guy knocked me off my feet and almost made me fall out of the boat. But it was worth it. Look at him.
I caught the biggest fish of the day. He was a 18" white fish. With him netted, I had scored a Henry's Fork Grand Slam--rainbow trout, brown trout and white fish. How many of you have done that?
You'll notice that in every picture John is holding the fish. My dad thought he was being rude in not letting me hold it. I had to set him straight and let him know that while I like catching the fish that doesn't mean that I want to hold it. Bleh.

It was such a great day. By the time we finished, I was exhausted. Fishing can be a work out. But it tons of fun to be out on the water with my dad, enjoying the scenery and time with him.