Today, I went on my first fishing trip ever. I had so much fun. First, Dad and I went to the local 7-11 to get some bait. That is the first time I’ve ever seen worms in a refrigerator! Daddy explained that we needed to get some bait to put on the hooks.
We finally got to the lake. I helped by carrying my fishing pole, tackle box, and my own folding chair. Daddy grabbed the cooler, his folding chair, and the worms.
I helped Daddy attach the hook to the fishing line as well as the bobber. Daddy then showed me how to bait the hook with a worm. We had extra long night crawlers so Daddy showed me how we could break them apart to make even more bait. I jumped right in getting my hands all over the worms. They were messy, but I didn’t care.
Then it was time for our first cast. Daddy showed me how to do it. You press the button quick and hold it tight, you count to three, and then you swing the line into the water while releasing the button. It took some coordination, but I finally got it. You know what they say, if at first you don’t succeed, try again.
After Daddy showed me how to do it, I wanted to try it on my own. There was a learning curve for sure, but by the end of the day, I could cast away all by myself. Here are a couple of clips of my progression throughout the day.
I fished for a solid 2 and a half hours and was very good and patient even thought we hadn’t caught any fish. I decided to run around for a little bit to see if that would change up our luck. Daddy said he continue fishing in hopes that we’d catch at least one fish.
Sure enough… while I was running around, Daddy caught a nice fish and then gave me the pole to reel him in. Check it out — my first fish on my fishing pole!
I named him Jacob and then we threw him back so he could go swimming with his friends.
On the last cast of the day, I lost my bobber and it made me sad. Daddy told me not to worry about and that we had plenty of other bobbers and he showed me the other bobbers in the tackle box. That didn’t matter to me, I wanted to swim out and get the bobber, but Daddy said it was too far away.
So after a total of 3 hours of fishing, the score was:
1 Lost bobber
12 night crawlers
1 chocolate milk
1 apple juice
and lots of fun. The best part of fishing was learning something new and spending time with my Daddy. We had a great time and it was absolutely beautiful outside. Next time, we’ll catch even more fish, I’m sure of it!