Silent, when we moved here all we had in our pond were catfish. Interlopers had fished the pond while no one lived here. After we picked up all the trash around the pond we stocked it with bass and perch. A neighbor down the road was overstocked with perch, so he brought a big water tank of perch and tossed them into our pond. Tossing perch is kind of fun!
We now have a few trusted friends who fish our pond, and bless 'em, they clean and filet the fish and share with us.
Alp, there is nothing better than a bass that was swimming around an hour ago, fileted, gently sauteed in butter and parsley and eaten for dinner. Sometimes living here on our farm just makes me want to cry for joy!