Recently Erdbeere and her boys came for a visit. And, while they were here, they wanted to learn a little about the fine art of fishing. So we had arranged for two of their uncles (Schwarzbeere & Himbeere), who are both accomplished fishermen, to come teach them the finer points of fishing. Or at least give them an introduction to the sport. Schwarzbeere's kids were also with us at the time so we all went to a good spot for kids to fish and got to it.
Because none of the kids had any fishing gear, Schwarzbeere had gotten up early on the appointed day and run to the store to get some. Then, once we got to the fishing spot, they had to spend some time getting the poles and stuff all ready.That was a hard part, some of the kids were impatient. And it does take a few minutes to get five poles set up with bobbers, sinkers, and hooks.
But finally it was done and we all walked the short distance to the water, which we all hoped held lots of little fishies for the kids to catch.
Most of the kids lined themselves up along the bank, spaced far enough apart that we hope they wouldn't snag each other as they learned how to cast their lines.
Some wanted to try fishing from the little pier out over the water.
During the time we were there, they all got pretty good at casting their lines. Some actually got good at it. As they fished there were a couple of times, actually quite a few times, that lines got tangled around the ends of the pole. It took them a while to learn how to keep their line from getting wrapped around the end of their own pole.
We had a couple of chairs along which some took advantage of.
Even though there weren't a lot of weeds, there were several times that lines got tangled in the weeds and had to be untangled and then straightened back out.
In the process, there were a couple of times that bobbers got snapped off the ends of the line. Sometimes they flipped away and landed on the ground. Once one landed in the water and took a little teamwork to be retrieved.
And once there was a monster tangle. In the end, that line got cut and restrung with bobber and sinker before they were back in business.
The kids lasted not quite two hours before they'd had enough. And unfortunately, nobody caught any fish. Schwarzbeere was the only one that even got a nibble, although Himbeere expressed some doubt about whether or not that had actually happened. Both the uncles have seen people pull respectable fish out of this pond so we knew it could be done. But there was a culvert that connects this little pond with a nearby river so the fish can come and go as they please. Apparently today they were out and about, and not in the pond. It turned out okay, though, because that saved us having to figure out what to do if anyone had wanted to keep what they caught; both the uncles are "catch and release" fishermen. The kids all said they had a good time, despite not catching anything. Yet, despite saying they all had fun, nobody expressed any interest in hurrying back for another round. Fancy that.
1 comment:
Hehe... your assessment is vary likely right. Even my little guy (who'd been so excited to go) was happy to have gone, but declared he would probably just stick with net fishing in the future.
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