While we were there, and not having any luck catching a darn thing, except for what Codey caught, a gentleman by the name of Michael came up to us with a trout. A nice looking one at that. He said that as he caught them, he would bring them to us. It was so nice of him.
Michael, as nice as he was, made dad I feel horrible. He kept catching them and we couldn't catch a darn thing. Michael even gave us some of his bait to try, but it didn't work for us either.
We did have a few mishaps while fishing. Brittney fell in the water trying to cast, dad caught his jeans with the hook and I hooked my finger a few times. But all in all, we had a lot of fun. The kids couldn't wait to go out again.