First Fishing Trip!

I spent the day yesterday with my very fun and funny twin granddaughters Tori and Brianna, who reminded me (again) when I picked them up that they are now SIX.  The adventure of the day was swimming and beaching by the lake at the Raymond B. Winter State Park, near Mifflinburg, Pennsylvania.

Here they are on one of the last days of kindergarten.  I think it was field day.

As I watched some fishermen across the lake having mostly no success, I was reminded of a recent fishing outing adventure that was shared with me.  The twins went to the Montour Preserve and later to another small pond at a relative's property and made their first attempt at fishing.

The way I heard the story told, it was quite a hullabaloo.  And, by the sounds of it, getting ready for the trip was most of the fun.

-There was the ceremonial outing the night before THE BIG TRIP to Wal-Mart to purchase two child sized fishing rods.

- Each girl was allowed to select one form of bait, which apparently took quite a while.  Doesn't Wal-mart have thousands of worms, lures, and other fish catchers?  They each found a pack of pretty colored, sparkly worms.  So girly.

- The sunscreen and sun hats were laid out ready to go with all the other equipment.  And chairs.  And drinks.  And snacks.

Here is the final tally:

TORI - for a long time was catching nothing.  In fact, she told her mother that "she wants to use her rod because hers doesn't work."  Eventually though, she caught one sunny.

Tori finally had success.  

BRIANNA - caught one sunny, one bass, and a mini cow bell.  Quite a successful haul, I'd say.

Brianna is one proud fisherwoman.

It seems that they had a great adventure, because they are begging to go again. I, for one, am relieved that they have inherited the family gene that loves fishing.   I'm sure there are whoppers out there, waiting to both be caught and told!