Trevald
Active Member
- Joined
- May 9, 2012
- Messages
- 34
Having just moved to the area last year my son and I have put in a lot of leg work and shore time, I have to give him credit as he is only 3 and loves coming with me. Having used the advice of all of you and lots of searching online we have had some really good days and some good adventures.
A couple days ago we went on a search for some panfish for him and to be honest anything for me a I have had a really good skunking for the last two months. He out fishes me on almost every trip. Lucky bugger.
So using some previous advice of members we got to our spot with our clean up bag and goby bag, we always leave with both bags full. This day was like most others he was killing it, the sunnies were all over his line and he was loving it, to be honest so was I. Seeing him run to his line and reel it up yelling I got one daddy look it's a big one, makes me happier than any fish I could catch or not catch. With his drag low he fights the mighty sunnies and we laugh the whole time.
I remember doing the same with my grandpa and feeling like there could be nothing better then going to the river to watch him tie our hooks and tell us the stories of all the fish he would catch and as long as we were patient we would catch them too. Life can be hard and stressful but these days make it all seem worth it, even when we catch nothing, which is a lot of times, we have fun. Little in life is better then this.
A couple days ago we went on a search for some panfish for him and to be honest anything for me a I have had a really good skunking for the last two months. He out fishes me on almost every trip. Lucky bugger.
So using some previous advice of members we got to our spot with our clean up bag and goby bag, we always leave with both bags full. This day was like most others he was killing it, the sunnies were all over his line and he was loving it, to be honest so was I. Seeing him run to his line and reel it up yelling I got one daddy look it's a big one, makes me happier than any fish I could catch or not catch. With his drag low he fights the mighty sunnies and we laugh the whole time.
I remember doing the same with my grandpa and feeling like there could be nothing better then going to the river to watch him tie our hooks and tell us the stories of all the fish he would catch and as long as we were patient we would catch them too. Life can be hard and stressful but these days make it all seem worth it, even when we catch nothing, which is a lot of times, we have fun. Little in life is better then this.