This past weekend, Keith and I headed out for a brisk walk around our neighborhood. Not surprisingly, we ended up walking along the Grand River, which cuts through the middle of the city. And then we found the entire town, and their cousins from the next town over, fishing. I'm talking hundreds of people fishing an urban river. Isn't that kind of strange? And then we saw something even more entertaining: the fish ladder. Apparently it's the hangout for all the fishermen's kids because there was another hoard of people gazing at a stair-step structure of rushing, dirty brown water. Every now and then a giant fish would spring out of the water, doing it's best to jump one level higher. Some of them were really good at it and were finished in a matter of minutes, happily on their way to spawn in the calm waters beyond the gushing ladder. Others, well, kept hitting the same wall over and over. Too bad you can't fish out of this thing!
Below are a few of our snazzy iPhone photos, which we understand would be better if it had a zoom lens.
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