Fishing. Rest as a hobby and bodies

In height of grey workers of ferial bell resounded , the friend called to fishing after work. Was not able to refuse, since I like to sit with fishing tackle in hands.

17:00, meal home, changed clothes, and ahead, to pond.

Arriving I into place search for friend, here he in the distance already catches fish

Driving up, got fishing tackle. We catch today to worm and dough, Wind, wave, not it visible cautious fish twitching , worm of one by one is dragged. Different fish was fallen

Small-sized fish pecked. Large fish was not. Evidently not our day. But they took with fresh breath, admired landscapes

Sun sat,

became cold at once and fish disappeared at all. Well, and we collected fishing tackles and on houses. The pair of hours carried out on the nature sufficed for restoration forces and moral spirit spent for working day. By all good luck. Before new fishing.
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