Yesterday I went on the most exciting fishing trip of my entire life! And there were no fly rods in the boat and I never wet a line.
“How did you do that Robin?” you may ask. I took my son striper fishing with Scott Bridgess up on Texoma. He dunked bait for six hours or so and got a sore arm from all the cranking. He also has a smile set in his face from all the huge grinning he did all day long. I believe I may have that grin set as well.
Last night he helped his mamma fry up a mess of filets and potatoes for dinner. Now that had to be something for a boy, everybody chowing down on the fish you caught! I think he liked it.