Fishers of trout

The kids caught their first fish when we went to the trout farm this weekend. They practiced casting earlier this summer when we were at the coast, but this time they actually caught fish. It's pretty much impossible not to catch fish at this place. Those fish are just waiting to take your bait and hook.

Kari holding "Gloria" (that's what she named her fish). You should have seen Kari's face and heard her gasp of shock as she watched "Gloria" get sliced open and gutted.


Joel holding "fish-of-many-names" (he kept changing the name--Kenneth, Daddy, Sam...). He was pretty excited to hold his fish once it was in the net.

They drew pictures of their rainbow trout later that day, and we ate them last night. There sure are a lot of bones in those tiny little fish! Joel liked his trout ok, but Kari took one taste of "Gloria" and decided fish wasn't her favorite.