A Fishing Trip

While visiting my dad in Sterling, he took the boys fishing. I think that Davis and Christian had been once or twice before, but nobody remembered much of it. They were really excited because they love to eat fish and thought that catching their own dinner sounded cool. We went up Manti canyon with grandpa and Drew.
Jag was so excited to fish. He'd found a small bug net in Drew's bedroom and thought that it would be perfect for scooping up a fish. As soon as we got to the lake, Jag jumped out of the van and ran to the water's edge. Next thing I know he is up to his ankles stuck in the mud. Fortunately we'd brought another pair of shoes. Quick change and he runs to the fishing location. I hadn't even made it all the way there when I see Jag with nothing but his legs sticking out of the water. He'd slid down on his belly and lost his balance while trying to scoop at a tiny fish. Head first into the lake. Dirty and wet he was discouraged at his first fishing attempts. Grandpa gave him a pole and showed him the right way to fish. Hurray! Jaggy caught the first fish of the day. By the end, and another close call later, the bug net was tossed into the trash.


Everyone was able to catch fish, even Noah. Although Noah wasn't very patient. As soon as grandpa got the line in the water, he'd start sneakily winding it in. Once he got lucky and found a fish on the other end.


With the amount of fish that the boys were all catching, Grandpa spent a lot of his time running from one line/boy to another. He never even got to put his own pole in the water. He spent a lot of time doing this...


And then doing this...

The boys and Drew admiring some of their dinner. (Actually they are comparing sizes to see who caught the largest fish.)

Yep, Anya and I went fishing too.