Our daughter brought the grandchildren Bryson and Laelyn down
this week for a visit. Bryson was all ready for another trip to
the local pond near our house to land some more bluegills. The humidity, gnats, and mosquitoes were just too abundant for an afternoon trip so we opted for an early
morning outing, which worked out much better for both of us. I worked on his
casting skills on this trip for a little while, until I decided it was too hard
for him to master at this time. I don’t
want to rush him into doing anything that he is not interested in doing. There
are always other trips that will help him with his fishing skills.
Got to get those red worms dug before we can land any bluegills. Digging for worms is about as much fun as landing the bluegills.
Selecting that just right fat worm. Bryson said it had to be a fat worm so he went through the dirt until he found that fat worm
First fish of the morning on that fat worm, this fish really had to be inspected, we looked at the eyes, gills, and fins
This fishing is hard work, time for a quick snack, with peanut butter and cracker
Got to have that water too
Standing on the soft moss lifting this bluegill from the water's edge
He has learned how to land his own fish now, when that float goes under he knows to retrieve that fish
Trying not to lose that worm
This fat worm received the name "Oscar"
Sparing Oscar's life; he gets to go home with Bryson, this can is his new home
A fun afternoon fishing with Bryson!
Great work, Bill, building memories and having a photo trail to prove it! Your a wonderful Grandfather it appears. Thanks for showing him a great time and being patient.
ReplyDeleteThat's great! Funny how kids name things like worms. Nice job Grandpa!
ReplyDeleteThose are the trips that will long be remembered.
ReplyDeleteWell done fellas.
Fantastic post, Bill. Getting children outdoors early in life with a soft approach can make all the difference in regards to what kind of adult they turn out to be. Well done my friend.
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ReplyDeleteAwesome! I am always glad to see young people enjoying the sport. I'm sure you had fun fishing with your grandson as well!
And a mighty fine partner he is.
ReplyDeleteMel
ReplyDeleteBryson would have had a good time even if he had not landed a fish, he loves the outdoors. thanks for the comment
Howard
ReplyDeleteI expect him to name a fish on the next outing--thanks for the comment
Alan
ReplyDeleteI agree about the memories, nothing like grandchildren to keep you young--thanks for the comment
Colorado
ReplyDeleteBryson's dad is an outdoorsman, and I am glad Bryson is following in his footsteps---thanks for the comment
David
ReplyDeleteWe are both looking forward to another trip soon. thanks for the comment
Mark
ReplyDeleteI find myself doing things for Bryson I never did for my son, I guess when you are retired you have more time as opposed to when I was younger and working. thanks for the comment
I bet you had just as much fun a as he did.
ReplyDeleteKevin
ReplyDeleteYes I did, he is one great Grandson! thanks for the comment
Looks like a good time was had. Kids and bluegills go together like peanut butter and jelly.
ReplyDeleteBill
ReplyDeleteWe couldn't leave the house without the peanut butter and crackers. thanks for the comment