Fishing at the Rainbow Trout Farm

Here each of us are with the fish we caught


Both girls are just happy to be outside.


Matisyn with the fish she caught, she held the pole and left the fish to Uncle Chunk to deal with!

Here we are with our catch


Some might laugh at the idea of the trout farm (like my husband!), but it holds lots of fond memories for me. I think it is the instant thrill and gratification since the fish bite immediately upon throwing your bait in the water. I don't think I'm patient enough for real fishing, although I would probably like it better because less fish would be harmed with the sport! We used to go every once in a while as a family growing up. My dad was never an outdoorsy kind of guy, and this was the closest we got to a fishing experience. My mom said I didn't get upset with hurting the fish when I was little, which is surprising, because I really don't love to hurt them now as a big kid adult. James is pretty much like me, so between the two of us we were trying to get the hooks out of the fishies mouths while they thrashed around, while trying not to act like we were traumatized because we wanted it to be a good experience for Matisyn. I think we've established that neither of us are going to be hunters! I did hold the fish, which should make Matt proud, but Matisyn told on me and said, "Mommy screamed when she was holding the fishy", which was true! Matisyn did pretty well, but really liked watching the fish alive in the water better than not so happy in the bucket. We each caught a fish and then called it good. Matisyn caught her very own fish for the first time. She was proud, but didn't even want to hold the net while it was jumping around inside. She even watched the fish be cleaned, which was too much for me. It's a great first experience for little kids, since you're guaranteed to catch something. I'm glad we got to take her, but I think I'll leave the real fishing for Matt!