Every morning there were a handful of fisherman fishing off the side of the walkway here, hanging over outside the railing. I only ever saw this one fish actually caught, so I asked the fisherman if I could take a picture. He agreed, and I snapped away, not quite able to get a shot I liked. He saw this and held the fish up by the tail for me to get a better look—not wanting to inconvenience him, I took a quick no-look shot, thanked him, and walked away. This was that shot.