I wanted to take my daughters out this past weekend, but that didn't happen. So when I asked my youngest who's 3 (the older one's still being in school) if she wanted to go fishing, I wasn't expecting much. But not only did she say yes but she bugged me the entire time we were out doing errands.
We got back and I got everything ready. "Are you ready to go?"
"YEA!!" she yells, bursts out the screen door and is jumping up and down at the van before my second step. Now that's enthusiasm to make a Papa proud.
I had bought some butter worms. This will be her first outting with anything live; before I would just use corn. But I thought a non-slimy critter might be a good step forward instead of going right to the earthworm.
And she did do well with it, she even took it and threw it in the water after we were done. I did get a few chuckles though: first when I hooked it and she said "Aww.... it's OK little guy.." and second when the worm was bobbing in the water and she started to throw leaves at it. When I asked what she was doing she said "Giving the worm his dinner." The worm with the hook in it's gut? "Yea." I think food is the least of his worries, but whatever......
All in all it was a good trip. In the 20-30 minutes we were there (I mentioned she was 3, right?) she landed a smallie and a 'gill. And we almost had something bigger.
|I love the face she's making.|
I later see it cruising a bit off of the bank.
|A nice size smallie.|