Sunday, March 27, 2022
A Fisherman's Tale in Seven Photos
The photo story setting is the Cherry Blossom Festival in Washington, D.C.
I sent hubby down to the waterside to see if he could help with the net once we noticed that size of the carp! (It took very little encouragement from me.) The man was photographed by at least 20 people who were walking around to see the cherry blossoms. (We will not discuss that carp are bottom feeders and that this was in the river in the city.)
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Bravo!
ReplyDeleteVery nice to see a happy face increased by the help of a stranger. Heart warming. There are many across the globe that, bottom feeder or not, would joy at a meal of carp. :)
You are so right Salty! And that fish can feed quite a few.
DeleteGreat sequence there. Boys gone fishin'
ReplyDeleteNo we won't.
ReplyDeleteYes, what a great story you have here.
nice fish but you are right, bottom feeders
ReplyDeleteBig fish. Big smile. But do people eat carp? I assumed they would be in that pond/lake/river? as decoration.
ReplyDeleteWhile we find them boney Asians do eat carp.
DeleteBottom feeder or not, many will catch and eat what they can. They do that at the lakes and ponds and creeks here, too.
ReplyDeleteThat was a fun adventure. I've had carp before but I don't remember what it tastes like. :-)
ReplyDeleteWow! I didn't even know you could fish under the cherry blossoms. That is a HUGE fish! Wow!
ReplyDeleteBut you shoulda seen the one that got away.
ReplyDeleteThe pictures tell a great story.
ReplyDeleteFun! That guy sure looks happy.
ReplyDeleteLovely photo journey but I am still sad for the carp. Our bottom feeders are pike, Ted Hughes, poet, writes a marvellous poem about them.
ReplyDeleteJoyful time for both men.
ReplyDeleteThey are nearing the Greaat Lakes too.
ReplyDeleteThe cherry blossoms are beautiful not so the carp.
ReplyDeleteCatfish are bottom feeders, too, and people eat them. We used to catch carp and Pop was very particular about the ones we would eat and how he cleaned them -- also what he called a "mud streak" he cut out. Of course these were fresh water creeks and streams somewhat different from the river of which you write. His bait was what he cooked called a "dough ball" -- flour and cornmeal, I think, flavored with vanilla that was boiled in water, then could be formed into small balls that were formed over hooks. The bait would stay on the hooks when cast into fast flowing water.
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