Eating what you catch

Since I started doing historical interpretation one of my goals has been to get people to realize that food doesn’t start out in plastic packages at the grocery store. The site where I work has fish ponds where the public can catch rainbow trout on weekends. Many of the people who come to fish, have no intention of eating what they catch. I am happy to take fish that the families don’t want to keep. I will even clean them myself. I delight in the fresh fillets, four from each fish.
Yesterday, Easter, was the exception. We had a man show up the minute we opened ready to catch an Easter dinner for his family. He went away with seven trout. His family had the freshest dinner of anyone I know.
Who goes out these days to bring home dinner fresh from the stream?