I've been putting in some long hours at work and today I had to spend most of the day in the office.
After dinner tonight the kids all came to me and said they wanted to go fishing. The oldest hatched the idea because his friend told him the best fishing is after dark.
We get down to the dock as the light is fading...I cast the rod for my oldest son and he totally manages to foul he line after two or three casts himself...before I can even get bait on my larger rod.
So, we are down to one rod.
The kids start chumming...just throwing in old bread crusts. Soon there are large splashes all around the dock. But no bites for me.
I figure that I'd try to use a surface lure because the bigger fish were coming to the top and it took a while to switch the lure and sinker to the buoy style one I have.
Eventually I was ready but it was getting later and I was tired so I told them we'd just try a few casts. My oldest whined that he wanted to try again so I cast it out and told him just to let it sit there. I turned around to get something and suddenly he skrieks "DADDY!".
He keeps saying there is a big fish on the line and that it really pulled him, but there was no movement in his rod at all. I asked if it was still hooked and he said yes. So, I took the rod and gave it a quick yank. Holy smokers. The fish went into get me outta here mode but I had him.
Threw him into a cooler I brought...and we all drove home.
Kids were just going bananas! I walked in and proclaimed "Man hunt food for woman!"
Wife is stoked because she has always bugged me to catch some fresh fish for her.
Here it is...nice little Chubb. My mother-in-law had already started gutting and scaling it by the time I got the camera out. Not bad for "off the dock" fishing at the bottom of the hill:
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