FC: The Unexpected Fish By: Charlie Bolles
1: We left for the fishing trip that I was excited for but I didn't know it was going to start off very bad. We were leaving on Friday at around noon. My dad picked my brother A.J. and me up from school and we began the three hour drive up north to Three Lakes. We were going to be staying there Friday afternoon, Saturday, and then leave on Sunday night.
2: Lake Julia is set between three other lakes that make up Three Lakes. Lake Julia is very calm and peaceful, because there are birds chirping, and believe it or not you can see large, brown beavers carrying sticks in their mouths and going back and forth working on their dam. They were fast at making it and they did a great job! Our cabin was at the end of almost a mile long driveway that curved a lot. We were staying with our friends from Ohio that my parents have known for a very long time.
3: On Saturday morning we had an awful combination of pouring rain and bad winds. Once we got out there on the lake everyone started to catch fish, except me. I was very frustrated the entire time because could not catch a fish. When we got back to the cabin, we all ate some lunch and I went down to the wooden dock at the end of a small backyard alone so I could try to catch a little fish off the dock. After the day I've been having I would be happy to catch seaweed. I was fishing with a plain silver hook, no bait, but after about forty-five minutes, I got my big bite.
4: I threw my line out as far as possible with all the anger I had, and started to slowly bring it in, then I felt the tug. At first I thought my line got stuck at the bottom of the lake, but I realized, whatever it was, it was fighting back, hard. I fought with it by myself for five minutes but realized a fourth grader had no chance against this one alone so I called for someone to come down and help me. When all four dads came down, they asked if I wanted I wanted some help but I said no. The fish just wouldn't let go! It was a long vicious, fight that lasted around fifteen minutes. I could hear the fish making loud noises, slapping against the water, and I could see it jump out of the water every now and then.
5: It kept going back and forth between this crazy fish and me. Sometimes it start to fight back to the middle of the lake, but sometimes I would bring it in enough that I could see it under the dock. While I was bringing it in my rod looked as if it were going to snap right away but it held in there. Once I brought the fish in I received cheers from everyone and got pats on the back. It was a big, mean looking, Northern Pike fish. It measured at nineteen inches! That night we had some delicious fish that was caught by me.
6: We left Sunday evening and after each fishing trip with that group, there is a trophy that is given to the best fisherman of the weekend, and guess who is bringing it home this year. Oh yeah, it's me. After a very long, boring, start to this trip, it ended up being the best!