I always loved taking the kids fishing when they were small, it was always a blast teaching them how to fish or just enjoying the day sitting around a body of water with them, there is so much to see and talk about especially with kids sitting at the end of a fishing pole waiting for a tug on the line.
Once we had sort of a dry spell when it came to actually catching any fish, we had been fishing everywhere from Carolina to California, and my pride was beginning to get wounded a bit here because the Great Fishing Stories I had been telling these kids were not showing any promise of being true, heck I couldn’t even catch a fish anywhere it seemed.
I loaded up all the fishing poles; ice chests, snacks, drinks, and everything needed for a good fishing trip and even picked up a couple tubs of fishing worms, one red worms and one night crawlers.
My wife Cindy and I headed out for a fishing trip on the outskirts of town with Randy and Timmy (our sons), the boys were excited that we were going, they just knew we were going to catch fish today because of the impressive bait we had.
We arrived at the pond and got ourselves set up, Cindy was in charge of the snacks and drinks and I was in charge of baiting hooks, Tim and Randy both had their new stringers already tied off so they could add the days catch to them.
A couple hours later and still not a bite, Tim was off chasing the ducks and I was watching his line, Randy went to help and I was watching his line also.
My pride is wounded now; because here I sit watching the boys chase ducks while I am waiting for something to happen in the fishing department.
You know how you kind of stretch the truth and tell stories to make kids laugh? Well I always liked getting a grin from the kids so here is where I got myself into a little trouble.
The boys made their way back to see if I had caught anything while they were off playing, I pulled up the empty stringers and showed them, so the next thing they wanted to do was change bait since these worms had been on for a while, they wondered why the nice worms we brought were not working.
I told them the problem was that the worms were cold, you could see both boys thinking, Randy says really do you think that is the problem, I said that has to be it because a good fisherman keeps his worms in his mouth so they will stay warm, and if they are warm you will catch fish, they kind of laughed as I baited the hooks and threw their lines back in.
source google imagesNext thing I know here comes Cindy, mad as a wet hen and while she is scolding me between gags, I am trying to figure out what is going on.
Standing behind her I see both boys with dirt on their faces, and I see a night crawler hanging out of Randy’s mouth, I about died laughing right there, which didn’t help my situation any.
The next thing that happened was the boys actually started catching fish, on the very next cast my fishing pride was restored, we ended up with full stringers of fish, and a good story the boys and I still laugh about today.
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