is out of the way already. My son and I took the two grandsons out fishing yesterday. The almost 2 year old decided to end the suspense and take a dunking while I was stringing up his 5 year old brothers rod. Didn't seem to faze him a bit. After the initial shock was over... which probably lasted all of 5 seconds... he was right back at it. I think he was probably more mad about getting wet than anything. The boy is going to be the death of me yet. His brother is just stubborn enough to sit til he catches something. I ended up chasing the two year old all over the pond while his daddy sat and laughed. Ducks, puppies, whatever. If they were around, the two year old chased them. But Grampa got the last laugh. I got to go home and not worry about giving the muddy two year old a bath. But I did buy pizza for supper. Our Friday ritual.


Mike

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There is no greater fan of flyfishing than the worm.


Patrick McManus