One of the joys of being a grandmother is teaching and sharing with the kids, the things I love.
Fishing season opened this past weekend, and I was prepared with my licence the day before. Now, I never go on opening day. It's just a fish massacre. I've been to some spots up to a week later, and there are heads, tails, etc. all over from people who feel the need to dress out their fish before heading home. But I digress.
When I picked Ella up in the morning, I asked her what she wanted to do in the afternoon. She immediately said "Go fishing!". I also asked her which spot she wanted to go to, and she said "Down the road". It's a good thing, too, because Travis napped so long, that we didn't have lots of time before supper.
Off we went down to Zeke's bridge. I had already brought a can of worms, and all I needed to do was rig up their hooks and bobbers. Ella was a little rusty with her casting, but she did pretty well after a while. Travis tries very hard, but doesn't have it down quite yet. I think he just can't coordinate releasing his thumb from the button while swinging the rod out. He always wants to do things himself, so it was hard to have him let me cast once in a while.
Eventually, though, he let me cast it out into deeper water. It didn't take long before his bobber was moving. I told him to "pull"! and with a combined effort, he snagged the fish. He reeled it in until he said "It's getting too heavy". I finished reeling, and he had a pretty big sunfish! He was so excited and proud of himself!
Like most times, the sunfish swallowed the hook. In telling the story to his mother later, Travis said "I could see down his throat!". I never could get the hook out, and finally just released it after breaking off the line. I think Travis believes it will be fine. Who I am to say otherwise?
Travis moved to a different spot, and Ella claimed the prize rock that Travis had been on. I cast for her into deep water, and pretty soon her bobber began bobbing! She jerked the rod when I told her to, and started reeling in. She looked like she knew what to do all along! I was expecting another sunfish, but when she pulled it up alongside the rock, it was a pretty respectable pickerel! She hooked it on the lip, too, so it was easy to release (after pictures, of course). Ella said she was glad she was wearing my lucky fishing hat, and asked to wear it again the next time we go fishing.
When I told Ella her fish was a pickerel, she got it wrong at first, and called it a pickeler. I told her that her Aunt Kathy used to call them pickles, because they are green, and she had a hard time pronouncing it, too!
These were two happy and excited kids when we got home for supper. They loved telling their parents about their experience. I love being able to give them these experiences!
Fishing season opened this past weekend, and I was prepared with my licence the day before. Now, I never go on opening day. It's just a fish massacre. I've been to some spots up to a week later, and there are heads, tails, etc. all over from people who feel the need to dress out their fish before heading home. But I digress.
When I picked Ella up in the morning, I asked her what she wanted to do in the afternoon. She immediately said "Go fishing!". I also asked her which spot she wanted to go to, and she said "Down the road". It's a good thing, too, because Travis napped so long, that we didn't have lots of time before supper.
Off we went down to Zeke's bridge. I had already brought a can of worms, and all I needed to do was rig up their hooks and bobbers. Ella was a little rusty with her casting, but she did pretty well after a while. Travis tries very hard, but doesn't have it down quite yet. I think he just can't coordinate releasing his thumb from the button while swinging the rod out. He always wants to do things himself, so it was hard to have him let me cast once in a while.
Eventually, though, he let me cast it out into deeper water. It didn't take long before his bobber was moving. I told him to "pull"! and with a combined effort, he snagged the fish. He reeled it in until he said "It's getting too heavy". I finished reeling, and he had a pretty big sunfish! He was so excited and proud of himself!
Like most times, the sunfish swallowed the hook. In telling the story to his mother later, Travis said "I could see down his throat!". I never could get the hook out, and finally just released it after breaking off the line. I think Travis believes it will be fine. Who I am to say otherwise?
Travis moved to a different spot, and Ella claimed the prize rock that Travis had been on. I cast for her into deep water, and pretty soon her bobber began bobbing! She jerked the rod when I told her to, and started reeling in. She looked like she knew what to do all along! I was expecting another sunfish, but when she pulled it up alongside the rock, it was a pretty respectable pickerel! She hooked it on the lip, too, so it was easy to release (after pictures, of course). Ella said she was glad she was wearing my lucky fishing hat, and asked to wear it again the next time we go fishing.
When I told Ella her fish was a pickerel, she got it wrong at first, and called it a pickeler. I told her that her Aunt Kathy used to call them pickles, because they are green, and she had a hard time pronouncing it, too!
These were two happy and excited kids when we got home for supper. They loved telling their parents about their experience. I love being able to give them these experiences!
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