In the morning, we went up to an old cottage to dig for earthworm. That’s the bait that gives the easiest catch. With 40 earthworms in the box, and some soil on top to keep them alive, we were ready for fishing.We hiked for ten minutes from the bridge were the gravel road crosses the river. By a pool under a big waterfall, we stopped and made the rods ready. Little boy and his even smaller cousin was fishing. I was watching from the background, clearing nots on the fishing line, and threading the worms on the hook.
The result, after a couple of hours of fishing, was 2 small trout thrown back into the river, 2 lost between the boulders and 6 in the bag. Then we gutted the fish. We cut them open from the hole under the tail where the poop comes out to the jaws, and pulled out the entrails. We studied the liver and heart and bowel, and determined the sex (looking for the caviar, as the kids say it). We got 2 girl-fish and 4 boy-fish. It was a warm and sunny day. We stopped by the cabin and picked up our swimming shorts and towels and soap, and went down in the lake to swim and wash ourselves.
So cool that you let your boys look at all that stuff. My parents used to make me clean the fish. Then, take all the entrails and put them in a glass bottle. They would add some rock salt and let it sit out in the summer sun to make a fish sauce that we would eat at the end of the summer with tomatoes and rice.
ReplyDeleteThe kids needs to learn all the steps; catch it, kill it, clean it. And gutting the fish is field biology >:)
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