July 12 2003
Jonathan and I finally went fishing today. He has been begging me to take him ever since he discovered that you can throw a line in the water and a fish will come out of the water. So I bought him one of those cheap-o $10.00 kids pole reel and tackle sets. Wouldn’t you know it, He caught two fish and I caught none. He was pretty pleased with himself. He couldn’t quite figure out why we didn’t catch any more than that though. I took a picture of his first fish. As soon as I develop the film, I will try to remember to put it up here. It was a 16 inch small mouth bass. Not bad for a first fish. Seems like everyone always gets one of those 3 or 4 inch fish that would definitely get thrown back had it not been a first fish. The kind that only a parent could be proud of.
