The chill breeze whistled as the motor growled. I checked the fish sonar. Little clouds of bait fish looked like a peaches skin color.

I walked to the fishing rods. I wonder when I’ll catch another fish, I thought.

I sat down on one of the seats on the boat. I picked up my mom’s purse and my hand found its way to her phone. I gazed at the photos of the pictures of trout I mostly caught. “When do you think I will catch another fish?,” I asked my mom.

“I don’t know,” my mom answered back.

I took a long breath of the crispy air. Wiggle wiggle! “Something is on one of the rods!,” Fishermen 1 cried.

I scrambled to the rods, found the wiggling one, and started to twirl the reel. The fish fought back good, but I didn’t give up easily!

My heart was pounding hard. Reeeeeeeeeeeeel! I spun the reel so hard I thought it would fly off!

After 5 minutes of fighting, I saw the lore charging at us. Now, the lore was 5 feet away from the boat when Fishermen 2 retrieved the fish. It had shimmering silver scales and light brownish markings.The fish thrashed around as the fishermen clicked it onto the fish holder.

“Wow!,” I said in wonder.

Flip flip! “This fish is huge!,” my mom said in amazement.

“Oh my god!,” Fishermen 2 said “this is a fishing olympics winning fish!”

I held out the monstrous trout as my mom took lots of pictures. “Now, let’s release this fish,” Fishermen 1 said calmly.

I handed over the fish and he unclipped the giant trout and it splashed into the water. He was motionless for a while, but then he started moving.

He swam into the abyss where nobody could see him. A peaceful smile formed on my face. My heart was flooding with joy as a happy feeling latched onto me.