One day a couple years ago, when the limit at the FiNS lakes was still 8 trout, my wife and I went and had a really nice day at Fisherman's Park, lounging around for several hours, and putting our fish in the same basket. Apparently we lost count, because when we got home I cleaned 17 fish. Oops! But had I gotten caught, I just would have done like George said, just face the music and move on. I mean, what else is there to do? I might be ticked off at myself for a while, thinking, "Man, that was a dumbass thing to do," but oh, well, doo-doo occurs