Well in high school we would get a bottle of wild turkey and go catfishing at the spill way. Never remember catching any cats but we would catch 2-3 pound rainbows on chicken livers. After we had a mess we would go park on the gravel road below my friends house and finish the bottle. I think we crawled into that house some mornings. And my friends father would immediately start fixing the trout with fried potatoes and onions. Yeah good times, and a lot simpler time.