9.05.2010

RIP Moby Chubs.

Saturday I had an adventure.
for my bio 100 class we have to do 8 hours of service learning. 8.
there was an opportunity to get all 8 hours in one big field project.
so Saturday morning i got up at 5 freaking a.m. and with a group of 9 other students that i do not know (correction: didn't know) drove for 2 and a half hours to Yellow Creek in Wyoming.
while there we shocked fish, caught them, knocked them out, measured them, marked them, and sent them back to their homey creek. we did this until 6 at night.
the biggest fish was somewhere around 10 cm. big boy eh? sadly this fish died in the process of marking. we kept him. and named him Moby Chubs. he was big, he was a chub (type of fish which he technically wasn't) hence the name.

The importance of this experience and the wisdom i gleaned?
fish can actually be cute. and i can now tell the difference by just looking at them between a red-side shinner, a leather side shinner, a speckled dace, and a mountain sucker. life changing knowledge.
i look SEXY in chest waders. i shall wear them on every first date. chastity suit right there.
in a class where i knew no one, i now have five or more friends who i spent a whole day laughing and joking with.
wyoming can cause sunburns.

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