Tell me if this doesn't look like a recipe for disaster:
Okay, I don't know if there were actually five hundred. But picture this crowd, all the way around the lake, both directions. All of them with actual fishhooks on their lines. I can't believe nobody got (seriously) hurt.
I took my youngest to the annual kid's fish-in:
For five bucks, you can take your kid to this thing. They give you a shirt, a fishing rod (to keep) and you can catch two fish. They'll take your picture:
And even clean them for you. Which you didn't actually have to watch if you positioned your fingers just right:
We fished, we cooked, we ate, we now have a favorite shirt.
I had to wash it that night so he could wear it again, the next day.
And now we own a fishing rod.