Adventures in Fishing.

Every boy needs to go fishing with his Grandpa, its just part of growing up. Papa has been promising for several years to take Mark fishing, however the deal was Mark had to be potty trained before a fishing trip could occur. Mark finally mastered the potty last summer, however "master" was a relative term.....By this summer Mark can be considered and expert, hence the long awaited fishing trip.

The trip was more of a drive to a local pond stocked with LOTS of fish. After all Papa wanted him to have a good experience.

Grandpa and Mark, and a "caught" fish.

Mark has a "live" one on his pole!

On the hook, good news it was catch and release so Mommy did not have to deal with dead fish.

Mark caught about 12 fish, and thinks fishing is just fine. He is planning his next fishing trip with Papa, and has informed me that it will be a fly fishing trip and they will be getting into the water.

Speaking of getting in the water, before Mark left I gave him a specific instruction "not to get into the water." I told him no less than 3 times. Papa too reminded him SEVERAL time not to get in the water. Well what does Mark do? Of course he gets in the water. You can see from this picture he is standing just at the water's edge. Papa said it was "ok" but don't go any further. The cement that you see is moss covered about two feet into the water and then it abruptly drops off.

Well, when Papa had his head turned, Mark decided to venture on to the moss covered cement, and of course he slipped and found himself further into the water, with the water significantly over his head. Papa had to jump in and save Mark. Papa ended up in water up to his shoulders, lifting Mark out of the water while trying to get traction on the moss covered cement. Both came home soaking wet and cold.

When asked about the fishing trip Mark said the best part of fishing was catching fish and the worst part was getting rescued.

Note to self: When Mark and water are involved with each other, life vest is a must!