Actually, it wasn't as fun as it looks. When I first got there, I had to use a foot long "WhinniethePooh" fishing pole because the other ones were taken. That slipped out of my hands within my first five castings and fell into the pond. After that, I got another pole and on my first try with that one I caught my only fish. My hook went all the way through its nasal passage and out its nose. My friend Chad had to get it out for me with pliers. Just before I was about to go home, I stepped in some quicksand and covered my shoes with it. Whoops. I couldn't put them in my house's floor until after school on Wednesday.