The lake they’d picked was in the Beacons National Park, so neither of them should’ve been surprised when a Park Warden approached them.
“Excuse me, but what’re you doing?”
“It’s such a lovely day, we decided to do a spot of fishing,” Jack said with his best smile. He dug in his pocket for the psychic paper he carried with him. “I think you’ll find our permits are in order.”
The Warden checked and nodded. “Everything looks fine, but… Are you aware there aren’t any fish in this lake?”
“Perfect!” Jack replied cheerfully. “We’re here to fish, not to catch.”
TBC in ‘I Got A Bite!’