Sunday, April 13, 2008

Angler Management Counseling

We didn't go to church today. The kids both had green snot flowing from their little noses and Melissa woke up not feeling well either. I woke up with a strong determination to catch fish. Just one would do fine. I love the thrill of reeling in a fish to see what it looks like. Unfortunately, I have not experienced this thrill too many times in my life. I can actually only remember catching two fish in my lifetime, and they were both small perch, and one was by accident.

I got Garrett out this morning and we went to the lake. He decided not to get out of the van because it was too cold and I forgot to take him a jacket. What's up with temps in the 50s in mid-April? Garrett stayed under a blanket in the van and I went to "wet my line". That's about all I did.

No fish.

Not even a hint of fish.

I've heard there are fish in Lake Holbrook. I've even seen one. I just can't seem to catch one.

We went home and regrouped. We ate lunch and the kids played out in the backyard while I treated the bazillions of fire ants to a nice dose of poison.

Due to Melissa and the kids not feeling well, we decided to cancel our weekly small group that meets at our house on Sunday evenings. I decided to take advantage of the free evening and take Garrett back out to the lake to try our hand again at catching a fish.

The experience was much different this time. Don't get me wrong. We didn't catch any fish. I did however fish Garrett's fishing pole out of the lake twice, his Dr. Pepper bottle out of the lake once, and most of the rest of the time was spent re-baiting his hook.

No fish.

We had a great time, though. At one point, Garrett made of point of telling me, "Daddy, this is fun!" That made it all worth it. We may not have caught a fish, but we brought home a stringer-full of memories.

I have to admit something to you: I don't know how to fish. I know how to cast a line and reel it back in, but I don't know what size hooks to use for different fish, what baits to use and when, what time of day the fish might bite, etc.

I'm thinking of going to angler management counseling. Maybe one day, I'll catch a fish and be able to help Garrett catch one too.

1 comment:

  1. AAWWWW!!! I love it when Garrett says such sweet things...I wish I could be there just to hug and squeeze them! I'm glad y'all gave it another shot.


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