A few weeks ago a 95 pound catfish was caught at Lake Isabella. I have been encouraging Andy since we moved to Loveland that he should frequent our local lake to fulfill his fishing habits and further introduce the sport to Alex. However, he has always been reluctant saying he would never stoop to a “stocked” lake. So now I realize he was not being a snobby fisherman (spoiled by his time in the fresh and quaint Colorado waters), but one that was protecting our children from this unnatural (and creepy) phenomenon. Let’s stick to minnows or anything else that is not twice their size. And if we have to fly to out west to do it, then even better.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Something Seems Fishy
A few weeks ago a 95 pound catfish was caught at Lake Isabella. I have been encouraging Andy since we moved to Loveland that he should frequent our local lake to fulfill his fishing habits and further introduce the sport to Alex. However, he has always been reluctant saying he would never stoop to a “stocked” lake. So now I realize he was not being a snobby fisherman (spoiled by his time in the fresh and quaint Colorado waters), but one that was protecting our children from this unnatural (and creepy) phenomenon. Let’s stick to minnows or anything else that is not twice their size. And if we have to fly to out west to do it, then even better.
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