We had a teacher work day, so I took the kid fishing. We have been trying to fish more recently, without much luck. I'm definitely enjoying the time with the kid, but come on, let us catch some fish. I spend a lot of the time wondering if I should cast on the other side of the boat, like Jesus told his disciples to do. Ah, the ingrained thoughts.
We got a couple of nibbles but nothing hooked. Suddenly, the kid thought he had a snag but it was a fish. Then his reel fell apart. I told him to pull on the line but it felt like there was nothing there.
I put his reel back together and started to reel the line in. The fish was still there. I handed the reel to the kid so he could finish the job.
Then we came home, cleaned and filleted it and fried it up. Deliciousness!
I'm proud of the kid, all I caught was a cold.