It’s a high cloud day and nature is beginning to wake up.
It’s 18 degrees Celsius, without any wind and Scales Pond is perfect. The first week in May and flies are out in abundance, not the biting kind, pesky ones, almost mosquito size with fuzzy antennae. We swat them even though they don’t bite. The real story is at water’s edge however.
It is a family fishing adventure with our two granddaughters. The girls have sampled fishing in the U. K. on one of their visits. Now their mother wants them to experience fishing on their island home. Our daughter loves this fishing or trouting as we call it.
Claire spent time with my husband’s father trouting as a young child. We went camping with my in-laws when Claire was young and my father-in-law introduced her to the wonders of the pursuit of trout.
Let’s face it, it is not much of a pursuit. You stand by the body of water and drown a few worms as you wait and flick, wait and flick. Our daughter loved it. Any time she caught a fish, you could hear her all over the pond. In between, she and Poppy, as she called him, talked about anything and everything. She was hooked by Poppy for sure and the trouting was fun by association.
Not so her father. My husband has less than fond memories of the same thing. He hated every minute spent swiping at flies, stood in the same spot, catching his hook in a tree or on the bottom of a pond.
No pleasant memories there as his father retrieved the pole or put on a new hook. On this expedition, he spent time with 11 month old Owen, as he pushed the stroller along the trail by the pond. He couldn’t bear to have “a few flicks” as his father called it.
We determined on this expedition the girls have the gene as well. Caitlin caught two fish which they released back into the pond. Sylvie is determined to catch a fish the next time. They, with our daughter, will happily wet a line this season while the rest of us happily don’t. My husband and I wonder about baby Owen though. Will he like the slow pursuit? Only time will tell.
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I enjoyed fishing until I actually caught a fish. Feeling the fish fight me on the line finished the fun for me.
I've never been fishing (or trouting), and I don't think it's the type of activity I would enjoy. I guess you're right, Marie: you are either born with the gene or you are not. :-)
Cute photos. I imagine Owen will enjoy trouting too.
Nice photos. I love eating fish but fishing never did appeal to me, I guess I just didn't enjoy standing around waiting for a bite. :)
fishing is a great sport, i like sports that you can do with a group, or do alone!! with that said, i personally, never enjoyed fishing!!
beautiful images of the girls!!!
I could probably stand the fishing but not the catching part. lol
Good shots! It's admittedly not an appealing pastime for me.
:)
I think fishing is fun. But I hate the hook in their little mouse even though I mostly throw them back. It always makes me sad when I go with a real fisherman that keeps the fish and claims them and we eat them. I guess it's a girl thing but maybe not just girls. If your dear one didn't get the fishing gene , I'm glad he was up for the outing and enjoyed being with the family.
Oh the memories. My father was an avid freshwater fisherman. It was not uncommon for us to follow him with a frying pan. When he caught was when we ate. He tied his own flies too.
Somehow not of the rest of us caught the bug...
I used to love trouting in South Africa, relaxing, no midges and dinner maybe at the end of it.
The only time I have hated midges to any degree was in Scotland, and with all the bites I looked like I hed measles!! Dreadful. Have a good day Diane
I love fishing. Fished with my Dad and my kids father for years, both fresh and salt water. Of my two sons one is a die hard fisherman and the other wouldn't go even if you paid him, nor does he eat fish. You just never can tell. When I was working I loved standing on a bank somewhere contemplating the world and breathing fresh air. Fly fishing especially seems like more an introvert's avocation.
How fortunate there's so much else to do while fisherpeople fish.
You have caused me to remember a delightful song from years ago, Marie, called "God loves to talk to little boys while they're fishing," by Bill and Gloria Gaither: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5te8OTvw940. I'll be singing that the rest of the day! :)
My dad had the bright idea that the whole family should fish when I was a teenager. I feel the same way about it that your husband does. Fortunately my dad gave up on the idea pretty quickly. It does seem to be one of those things people have very strong opinions about.
I couldn’t get into it either, Debra.
Hat’s my take on it Jan. Some have it, some don’t!
He will probably enjoy going with his family Mildred.
The flies and mosquitoes which accompanied the standing around always got to me Bill.
I think lots of people enjoy it Debra. They see something I don’t. Give me a camera and I am set for hours.
Lol. The catching part doesn’t bother pur girls AC.
I’d rather use the camera too William.
Seeing the girls enjoying the day gave me a smile, Mage.
My husband and I had a great day with the kids Barbara, sans trouting.
I can picture the scene with the frying pan EC. 🙂
The black flies and mosquitoes do me in too Diane.
My FIL was an extrovert who love fly fishing so I guess that can happen too Celia.
Give me a camera and I’m set for hours Joanne.
Great memory Ginnie. I’ll give it a listen.
I agree Danielle. I hate it too.
I have people who hate outdoors from my relatives by marriage, but my kids love it and while they are not as crazy about fishing as their father, they still will attempt it.
hehehehe, oh me too!!!
My father taught my brother and I to fish brook trout, then he taught both our sets of kids. I stopped going when my empathy gene kicked in, and thirty years later so did our daughter. I'm pretty sure I could catch something if I was starving, but up to that point I will take a pass :) It's a wonderful thing for a grampa to spend time with grandchildren so it's nice that your granddaughters like it.
And that first picture! There's something special about that one, even in the midst of all your usual special photos, Marie.
They have the genes!
: ))) Very "exciting" experiences!! It is in their genes, I am sure!
I had a fishing rod once. I can be patient.
I think fishing is one of those pastimes you either get or you don't. I think for some it becomes a passion, they get hooked.. sorry couldn't resist 😀 Love these shots Marie and that your daughter has such fond memories shared with her Poppy.
It is a family activity for us, Jenny.
The buds in contrast to the blackbird caught my eye Jenny.
Patience is a good quality to teach children, Catarina.
Our daughter is hooked for sure, PDP.
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