This is the first fish I have every caught by myself. During the family reunion Brady, Randy, and I decided we would drive up to Eleven Mile Canyon and try a little fishing. Randy decided to let me have a try while Brady was trying to fish his fishing pole out of the river. It was hilarious! Randy had to hold Brady by his feet while Brady reached out to grab his fishing pole that flew off the reel when he was casting. I guess you had to be there to get the hole picture. Anyway, I was watching them and all of the sudden I felt something pulling on my pole and to my surprise it was a fish rather than a stick and some sea weed. Brady got so excited, probably more so than me, and help me bring the fish in. We had a fun time. Since then Randy and I have taken up the hobby of fly fishing. Too bad we don't live closer to some water. We practice casting alot in our front yard, but it is not the same as if you were on the water.
