Allright! Yesterday we went out and braved the wilds of suburban NJ once again in search of the elusive Moby Rich - the great white cat fish. We
packed our survival gear. We prepared for the absolute worst. Yep we even went so far as to pack an extra juicy juice in the lunch box! Man! Bring it
"C'mon, little Dude. Let's go!"
"Yay Daddy! I'm gonna catch those fish! Can we bring them home and eat them?"
"No little Dude, these fish we put back in their home after we catch them."
"OK Daddy. Hurry, let's go!"
So we load up the car, strap him into his seat, and get going!
"Daddy, put on Chris Daughtrey"
"You got it little Dude."
'I was blown away
What could I say
It all seemed to make sense...........'
"Turn it up Daddy!"
That's my boy!
So we get there, and unload.
We dig through our can and find the perfect worm.
I cast the line in, and hand him his mighty fishing rod.
Almost immediately we have a strike!
"Ahhhh! Daddy! Look!"
"Pull it back, and set the hook - here like this....."
"No I want to do it!"
"You got it buddy."
"I feel it, I feel that fish Daddy!"
"Reel it in. Great job, you're doing it!"
Slowly, he reeled it in. Oh Man! That fish made a ripple on the surface! That must be one mighty sea creature! The little Dude is keeping his cool.
Steady, steady.........There it is! Keep going Buddy!
You did it! You did it!
So, we pull that very dangerous Sun Fish out, and he poses with it.
We caught a couple more of those man eaters. Then he caught himself a Bass!
Check out the pics from our latest trip.
[edit on 27-8-2007 by lombozo]