The Nine Star Story
My brother and I went fishing in Galveston on Friday afternoon. The weather was very, very hot. However, there was a good breeze from time to time. Once we found a spot there was a father and son already there, and they kept catching fish every-time they cast their rods. My brother and I on the other had only caught four after two hours, and kept losing hooks and weights. Once they left we caught plenty of trout and my brother caught a medium size catfish. I had a good time, and we had some nice cold root beer floats afterwards.