Here fishy, fishy!

Today Bart decided he wanted to teach Blake to fish. As a dad, I’m sure he’s been waiting for this moment since we knew we were having a boy (this, and when he can finally play with Nerf guns and baseball). We both grew up fishing with our families. I like to think my grandfather was looking down on us this afternoon with a huge smile on his face, knowing his great-grandson would develop a love of this with his father.

We went to Wal-Mart and bought a small pole, weights, hooks, bobbers, and hot dogs. After, we went to Treaty Park to fish from their catch and release pond. If you have not been there before, there are many ducks and turtles. We’ve been before to feed the ducks a few times. Usually we end up feeding over a dozen turtles too. I don’t think Blake was as interested as Bart wanted him to be, but he is almost 2 1/2, so I didn’t have high expectations. That’s why we also bought bread to feed the ducks. 🙂

Immediately, Bart caught 4 fish. One after the other. They were small and his last one was slightly bigger. Blake lost interest by the third fish. Enter in mama. It was tricky keeping the bait away from the turtles. I fished while the boys fed the ducks and caught a larger one than Bart, almost immediately, and I also caught a bass! I know grandpa would be proud watching his granddaughter today! He taught me well. The boys had already went to the playground nearby, so I took a picture quickly and let it go.

On a side note: Bart told me not to use too large a piece of hot dog because the small fish couldn’t bite that. I told him I was going for the big fish, not the small ones. I showed him! 🙂

Below are pictures from our fun evening.

Rigging up the pole

Rigging up the pole

Showing Blake the fish

Showing Blake how to bait the hook

Showing Blake the fish

Showing Blake the fish

Fishing

Fishing

Daddy's fish

Daddy’s fish

Daddy's fish

Daddy’s fish

Mama's bass

Mama’s bass