Emil Krueper

Last Sunday I have been fishing. I didn’t meet with Marco, he was busy. So I got invited to join Peter and he fetched me by car on Sunday morning. We left heading north towards the vast shores of Wagria. After one hour continuous driving we were already almost there. Just a final stop to buy another candy bar on the gas station and then it was only a few more minutes to reach the beach. We there met some more friends and had six hours of excessive fly fishing. Unfortunately no fish, though.

Altogether it was nontheless a nice day on the coast and we had plenty of fun.

When I arrived at home I expected something like “Oh where’s the fish?”. I prayed to the gods we would at least have some fish fingers in the fridge. But it was alright without fish as everyone at home knew I had a good day.