ha. growing up i never appreciated fishing. my dad enjoyed it and it seemed like such a waste of timei remember some really frustrating days on the bank...years later...i understand a bit more...smiles.
I only fished once, but we always threw them back. They weren't very big.Your story kinda reminds me of the time my brothers tried to tell me piranhas lived in a little river in our town.
Just left a comment Stephen.I never somehow got into fishing probably because it did not interest my dad.