Fun with fish

My sister Andrea and her family are not the only ones who have been fishing lately. I have been out camping (though not in a fancy cabin) and fishing, too. The first weekend, Mason and I went out, he caught six fish. Mason had reeled in three fish before I had time to set up my own pole.

Mason was pretty pleased with his fishing success

Spencer and I went out the next week. He was determined to catch as many fish as Mason did, but we got skunked in the morning—possibly because the worms I brought were all dead. The campground host saw us out walking later that morning and suggested we come to the fishing competition at 9 am. I figured Spencer was bored of fruitless fishing, but when he heard there were door prizes, he was ready to try it again. Fortunately, the organizers of the event were able to provide some life bait.

It may just be a baby bluegill, but just one fish makes for a much more successful fishing trip

I had a great time going out individually with the boys and can't wait to do it again soon.

Oh, and I managed to catch a few fish of my own, too