OK, over the (dry) creek that leads us...
Through the woods..(which are lush and green in the spring...)
To the 'ol fishing hole.
My "baby boy" Noah taking it easy..
I inched up to the waters edge...
And plop! first cast-2 feet out. Not going to get dinner this way.
The jig waves it's pretty pink feathers at me from under the water.
Down stream...
We're in the wilderness (5 miles from town) but came prepared...
Starbucks keeps us going even when the fish don't bite!
My gorgeous sister-in-law Katie and her equally pretty daughter Madison...
Fishing can be beautiful! Love the bright pink bait!
We found this little shelter someone left behind...
My Brother Greg dreaming of the "big" one...
Mr. Wonderful getting his fish on in between helping me untangle my line...
My nephew Aiden, discouraged he couldn't get the fire started...
And then he put his boy scout skills to work and...success!!
Guess who caught a fish?!! OK, full disclosure. I caught my FIRST fish about a week before, but hey...I can still brag, right?