The real hope of the short outing was to get a golden pond shiner. Of course even though I saw a few of them I couldn't get them to eat. The other fish I caught were all perfect little specimens.
There are many times that the best part of a fishing trip isn't actually fish related. Yesterday it was insect related. There weren't only grass hoppers in the little meadow by the millpond, there were also a few praying mantis. I love big bugs. Stick insects, stag beetles, millipedes, and particularly mantids. A praying mantis moves and looks around in such a way that implies intelligence. They are beautiful little animals.