Our First Fishing Trip

Last weekend was mine and Dylan's first fishing trip. Neither of us had ever been before. We picked a good day to go. It was beautiful out.


I took a ton of photos. I like how the sky reflects off the water in this one, and I love that the baby duck's bum is out of the water...

Anyway, he caught his first fish with the help of Mike, one of our newest friends (and my boss at my second job)
She's a blue gill. Mike said she was pregnant and she was too small to eat, so we threw her back. Dylan was so happy. It was the cutest thing. I had no idea catching your first fish was such a big deal for a little boy.

Anyway, after Dylan caught his fish, a few more friends joined us and we fished all afternoon, only catching two more.

Aaron caught that little bass. We threw it back too.



Dylan and Logan wrestled. Logan is Aaron's son. We haven't seen them since last summer. Logan doubled in height and weighs half of what he did, I swear. Love those kids.

The boys rolled down the big hill, and Dylan and I both got some sun. It was a good day. If you want to see all the photos, click here.


"Fishing is boring, unless you catch an actual fish, and then it is disgusting." ~Dave Barry