The Cheese Sleeps with the Fishes

Today was our first father/son fishing trip, and it was very fun. I woke son up before sunrise @6ish, asked him if he wanted to go fishing, and he about flipped his lid. We had breakfast and snuck out of the house, then over to our community's lake for a bit of early morning fishing.

And.... we caught this MONSTER FISH!



well.... that is... if by "monster fish," you mean a fish roughly the size of a three-year-old's foot. Say hello to my son's first catch, a tiny Bluegill!



He was pretty excited about catching the fish, so much so that I think his squealing/yelling scared away the rest of the fish. A few highlights from the trip:

• We used the Rocket Rod that we bought for my son's birthday. It *mostly* worked as advertised, although I will note that the thing is somewhat flimsy, we'll see if it lasts longer than a few outings. I will admit that the spring-loaded, pump action, push-button casting is pretty cool.
  
• The fish only were biting on the cheese that we brought (live bait not allowed at our lake). Next step: figure out how to get the cheese to stay on the hook. The fish were pretty adept at knocking it off the hook without biting.