Dan decided to mow around the pond this morning. Then, later this afternoon, since the pond is all mowed, he suggested catching enough fish for our evening shore lunch. I agreed.
So, I gathered fish breading, oil, wine, and all the other things needed to catch fish, dress them, cook and eat. Since we are pretty much veterans of this kind of thing, you would think we would have it covered. Nope, forgot any kind of silverware. Thankfully, I remembered soap and clean water.
Dan dressing the fish—three bass and five bluegill. They were all less than a pound, but good size for pan fish.
The wind finally went down so the fire warmed a cool evening.
Ahhh, it doesn’t get any better than this. Even if we had to eat with our fingers.