One Heck of a Fish Tale

I took the day off on Friday to go to Scrapbook USA with the "girls" and Kurt spent the day fishing.  He couldn't wait to tell me about the "biggest fish he'd ever caught on a fly line".   And it was a whopper!  He turned it loose, but snapped a picture before he did.  I'd like to think it's because he knows I don't like dead fish (or ducks) hanging out in the fridge (or freezer) but somehow I'm doubting that's the reason.   : -)

It is a nice big Brown though - see it compared to his hand and forearm.  Congratulations, Kurt!