Tag: fishing
-
What Are You Fishing For?
The pond behind our home is a treasure trove of amazing creatures waiting to be discovered. Or caught. The kids often fish back there, using everything from worms to hot dogs to bread for bait. (You’d be shocked at what’s attracted by wieners–they’re favorites of turtles and bass.) The fun is always in the catching. […]
-
Where There’s A Hole There’s A Way
I’m not sure when it happened, but my grands are hooked on fishing. It helps that our resident fisherman–our son-in-law–is gracious enough to take them to the pond behind our home and help them put the worms on the hooks and pull out the hooks that are swallowed or end up in an eye. Ryken […]
-
The One That Didn’t Get Away
Dad loved to fish. He also loved to tell a great story. Fishing was Dad’s method of getting away and decompressing. Having learned as a boy on a small farm in Texas, he’d find time and a place when needed. We’d accompany him on occasion. None of us were ever true fisherman, but watching him […]
-
You Should Have Seen What Got Away!
Watching it flop shouldn’t have bothered me. It did. I’m not a die-hard fisherman. A fish dying to return to water bothers me. We won’t eat it; it’s catch and release because of all the chemicals leeching into the water. Let him go! But everyone needed to see it. It was a big bass, about […]
Tip of My Iceberg 