A fine day for fishing

They say a picture is worth what, 1,000 words? Well here’s 2,000 words worth of blog entries after Victor and I enjoyed a fine day of fishing. I’m writing about the day for Friday’s paper, so I’ll leave you with these two images until the rest of the story arrives.

Gone fishing, sort of

The plan today is to go fishing. The sun is shining. The forecast looks dismal for the days to come. Today looks like the best chance to wet a line for awhile. And in spring, when you get a decent day, you’ve got to go or suffer through the comments of others as they talk about the fish they caught.

So as soon as the middle boy gets off the bus (he’s in pre-school, so he has a half day and will be home by 11 a.m.) we are going to pack up and go wet a line.

I’ve got a few relatively shallow pothole lakes in mind we can try, since the strip mine action would likely be too slow for him. Hopefully the crappie will bite. Maybe a bass or bluegill will cooperate.

But here’s the rub. It’s cold out. Not super cold, but too cold for a 5-year-old to fish for long. Which means I would probably get a lot more fishing done if I went alone. But one of my goals this school year is to take the boys fishing more. And with Victor in pre-school, he’s got a lot more time than his older brother.

So today we’ll experiment. We’ll pack a lunch and dress warm. We might even bring the dog to add an element of craziness to the whole affair. And if we catch a fish it will be a huge bonus. I’ll report back later.