two fishermen, five fish
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
, 2013.09.02
Knowing that we were heading out mid-day, I woke Ken early and we headed out on the water by 06:30. With some hooks and worms we brought in a steady stream of fish. I landed four, and between us we had about eight on our lines at one time or another. All fish were quite small, but that was okay, we were packing shortly for the return trip to the city and didn't need any fish along for the ride.
Once we got back to the city, I got an old bike—the one I commuted on in '11 and the first half of '12—fixed up (including a rack) and into the rental car for the trip to St. Kitts. Mum now has a bike.