Fish in the Big Resort Area  I'm in the Big Resort Area with two people, one of whom is my friend Stephen Ramos. We are canoeing. My classmate Scott Botwright is there canoeing with someone. We are not really sure where we are going. We dock out canoe at a big rock, which is where Scott is. He says we're on Number Three, in response to our question of where we are. We have six or seven maps. We've been looking at map number four, but are actually on map number three. I thought Scott was talking about finger lake number three, since the lakes we are around are shaped like hands. We take out the number three map, which is big and long. The printing on the map is light red, and isn't very clear.  I am then with a larger group of people. My dad is there teaching younger kids how to fish. He is doing his crazy casting with a bobber. The water is really deep. I want to jump in, but I don't want to be wet later. My friend's father, Dilbert Simpson, is there. My dad hooks a fish. He has super strong line on his reel, and the line will not break. It is a northern pike. At first I think it is a Walleye. I net the fish right before it spits out the lure, which is a Red Eye Wiggler. My dad wants to keep the fish to eat for dinner. The fish are all over in the water; pike are everywhere. We can see them in the water. I really want to fish! My high school friend Daryl Yeller and his brother go by, like they are on a river. I say hi.