There was a creek behind my house when I was a kid. I used to wander down there on nice days and sit on a big rock in the creek that I called "Fishing Rock" because I thought I could go fishing on it. Of course the closest I ever got was tying some string to a stick and waiting for fish to come but that didn't work so well unfortunately. It also didn't help there were basically no fish in that creek aside from minnows.