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!

