From the time I was born until I was about 16, my family spent the summers fishing. As I got older, it was usually just my dad and me fishing in the deserts of eastern Oregon. I loved it!
Fishing in Guam is very different and challenging. Peter and I decided to take up fishing and bought a pole from Kmart during one of their sales. We fished at Cabras Island near the power plant, the Oka viewpoint cliff, lots of different beaches and the Masso reservoir. We had NO luck. We got fishing advice from everyone, even the lady who worked at Sweet Home who said her husband was a fisherman. We would see people fishing with bread or hotdogs and so we tried that too! I’m sure if we were on a boat out in the ocean we’d have no problem, but the small-time fishing we wanted to do seemed impossible.
It wasn’t really a big deal to me whether we caught a fish, but Peter was determined. About a month ago, we went back to Masso Reservoir and it finally happened. Peter caught a fish. Though it may have been the smallest fish ever caught in the history of fishing, he did it and was so happy. He caught three more and decided that was good enough. We released them all back into the pond and left feeling satisfied. Good job Petey ❤