This is Alpha, the first-born, when he was 2YO.
This is Beta, the second-born, when he was about 2YO.
This is Gamma, the third-born, when he was about 18MO.
Fishing Trip
Oct
15
2013
For Alpha’s birthday party, we decided to celebrate somewhere new. My wife found a somewhat local fishing pond that provided full service.
They provide the poles,
the buckets,
the bait (sorry, no photo), and the fish.
When you’re done, they clean and fillet the fish and put it in a bag with ice.
All you need to provide are the kids to do the fishing.
Then you need to catch a fish.
I expected the kids the have fun, but I didn’t expect their smiles to be so big when they caught a fish. Every child was genuinely happy upon catching a fish.
After the fish is caught, you are responsible for taking out the hook
And putting the fish in a bucket to keep it fresh.
Most of the time, the kids just let the adults handle the fish after they were caught. But my nephew was one of the few that actually touched a fish.
Gamma was the other one to touch a fish, but that was not on purpose. He was standing near the fence, watching, when I was helping Beta bring his fish in. As we were swinging the fish over the fence so it could land in the grass, we didn’t lift it high enough. It was high enough to clear the fence, but not high enough to clear Gamma’s head. So he got slapped on the side of the face by a trout. He thought it was funny and he likes having that war story to tell. But since he doesn’t speak to non-family members, chances are I’ll tell the story.
When you’re done, you take your buckets to the counter, then you sit on the porch and relax while they kill it and clean it for you.
Or you can sit inside the cabin and enjoy the decor.
And then you get your fish, pay, and head home.
Only this time, we didn’t head straight home because the apple orchard was only a half mile away. So we drove there and got a short tour of the trees.
Here’s Delta, picking an apple:
And here are all the kids, mine plus nieces and nephews, posing in front of some of that morning’s crop:
Then we went back to my parents’ house and opened some birthday presents and had some meals and all that kind of stuff.
For amazement had seized him and all his companions because of the catch of fish which they had taken
Luke 5:9
This little article thingy was written by Some Guy sometime around 6:54 am and has been carefully placed in the Family category.
October 15th, 2013 at 12:10 pm
Fish slapping is an ancient sport: http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=xCwLirQS2-o&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DxCwLirQS2-o
October 15th, 2013 at 2:31 pm
So that’s what the top of my head looks like.
I’ve not noticed this before, but do you only post photos where faces are obscured?
October 15th, 2013 at 10:28 pm
Ricky – I was unaware of that tradition, but I may have mentioned to Levi that he should move to Nineveh.
Jeff – yes, it’s easier than obtaining waivers from everyone involved.