This afternoon it was high tide and high time Ali learned a thing or two about fishing from that old master, her Dad! We drove down to our local park where the river runs by. Right on cue, Ali landed her first fish ( a whopping baby Mullet) and after I showed her how to catch two at a time, she went and out did me by catching three!! A new record for this family that may stand for some time. We took our bounty to the beach after picking up Karen and Lily to try for something more meal sized. Ali and Lily took great delight in carrying their dead fish everywhere, much to our amusement but alas, our time and tide had run out, not to mention the heaven's opening and soaking us all. Lily told us at dinner she was "thankful for you letting me hold your dead fish Daddy". So it looks like we have a family of fine fisher-people and maybe one day soon we'll be bringing home a feed.
They say if you give a man a fish you feed him for a day, if you teach a man to fish you get rid of him for a whole weekend. Does this apply to little girls as well?
The "Whopper".
I'll swap you your Mullet for my Mullet and this handful of sand........
........somewhere, this Mullet is needed.
Where's the meal-sized one Dad?
Oh, it got away? and it was this big you say?
The "Whopper".
I'll swap you your Mullet for my Mullet and this handful of sand........
........somewhere, this Mullet is needed.
Where's the meal-sized one Dad?
Oh, it got away? and it was this big you say?
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