Fishin' with the Kids Sept 27
Grace and Grant came up for a visit since they did not have school on Friday. While Sandy and Meg went to town to shop, Grandpa and I took the kids over to the pond to wet a line.
We had to dig worms, as all our bait was gone. We got about half a dozen worms from behind the pond and that's what we started with.
Grace caught the first fish - and several more. Enough that Grant wanted to switch fishing poles. He finally caught up and passed her in total. I think we landed 15 fish. Grace wanted to count the one that jumped off right at the edge as she lifted it out of the water. "That counts!" she claimed loudly. Nope. We agreed that if we were fishing for dinner, that was one we could not eat. Therefore, it did not go toward her total.
Grant ended up with one more fish than Grace.
Now, once the worms ran out, we had to go catch grasshoppers. The kids are pretty good catchers, but under no circumstances are they going to put the hoppers on the hook. They turned their backs while I performed that duty.
All fish caught were blue gills. No bass on this trip. But everyone had fun. Grandpa and I even caught a fish apiece. We cast the line for Grant and before we could hand him the pole, Bam, fish on.
Enjoy a few photos.
We had to dig worms, as all our bait was gone. We got about half a dozen worms from behind the pond and that's what we started with.
Grace caught the first fish - and several more. Enough that Grant wanted to switch fishing poles. He finally caught up and passed her in total. I think we landed 15 fish. Grace wanted to count the one that jumped off right at the edge as she lifted it out of the water. "That counts!" she claimed loudly. Nope. We agreed that if we were fishing for dinner, that was one we could not eat. Therefore, it did not go toward her total.
Grant ended up with one more fish than Grace.
Now, once the worms ran out, we had to go catch grasshoppers. The kids are pretty good catchers, but under no circumstances are they going to put the hoppers on the hook. They turned their backs while I performed that duty.
All fish caught were blue gills. No bass on this trip. But everyone had fun. Grandpa and I even caught a fish apiece. We cast the line for Grant and before we could hand him the pole, Bam, fish on.
Enjoy a few photos.
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