This was really a pretty cool day for me. My dad loved to fish and I never really spent much time fishing with him after I turned 10 or so. After he died, it was one of the things that I have regretted most. I wish that I'd bought a pole sooner and taken him to the closest fishing hole. So, when the girls started asking to go fishing it seemed like a great idea. I kept a lot of my dad's old gear and his tackle box. We used some of his hooks this morning as a matter of fact. It's one way that I can keep my dad's memory fresh, even though it's been almost nine years since I saw him last. I can imagine him telling me..."it's about time, son."
Mia caught the big fish this morning. The picture of her prize-winning crappie is a couple of posts down. It was maybe a pound or so, but it was a fighter.
I took lots of pictures of Kennedy. Mia had finally had enough fishing by the time I pulled out the camera. She made it over two hours, though, which has to be some kind of record.
Beautiful day for fishing |
Batter up! |
Let it fly |
Concentration |
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