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Gone Fishin'

By Robyn Dolan 


Tags: Fishing, Entertaining Children, Robyn Dolan,

A photo of Robyn DolanI would like to have some clever "how to" or an amazing "look what I did" to post, but the truth is, I just don't.  I have been terribly busy not planting a garden, and entertaining a tribe of children while school's out.  Finally, in desperation, like any good back-to-the-lander, I just threw up my hands in frustration, grabbed a fishing pole and a little boy and drove out to our favorite fishin' hole.

Fishing with my boy

There we spent 2 days casting, reeling in and not worrying whether we caught anything or not.  I found it particularly relaxing to just sit and stare across the glassy lake, breathing deeply of the surrounding pines.  My son split his time between casting and reeling, and rock scrambling on the shore.  After awhile he found it quite amusing to walk out into waist deep water to cast, then he brought his chair out into the water to sit.

Memory of first fishing trip

We relieved the environment of 3 large crawdads, my son's first catch. ;)  They seem partial to the big fat nightcrawlers from our worm farm.   Now we're back and ready to face another week of whatever comes.  Maybe we'll even get in a little late gardening...

robyn dolan
8/30/2010 9:13:02 AM

Cindy and Dave, I just can't think of a thing to add to that;) The sweet perfume of the trees and the soft lap of the waves on the shore have me hypnotized. Oh...is that a tug on the line? Gotta go...


nebraska dave
8/29/2010 10:20:28 PM

@Robyn, fishing really is relaxing isn’t it? Some of my friends are hunters but me I just like to lazy about on the reel end of a fishing pole. With hunting one must always stay alert and watchful with eyes that scan to and fro with an ever critical eye to catch the prey in the woods. With fishing all that need to be done is throw out the bait, kick back, and wait. The fish will let you know when it’s time to reel him in. I’ll be heading up to Wild Horse Nevada in just few days to do just that. Four wild and crazy guys headed north from Las Vegas with poles, tents, and camping equipment for five wonderful days of 85 degree days and 25 degree nights, all the fish we can catch and eat, and five straight days of fish stories. It just doesn’t get any better than that. I started fishing with my Grandpa at the young age of five and never lost my love for a good tug on the pole. I have caught a least a dozen different kinds of fish. In my teen years, I would weasel my way along with anyone that was going fishing in Minnesota. It didn’t matter what we caught. I was just the whole experience of being near the water. I personally think that since three fourths of the earth is covered with water, we should fish three fourths of the time. What do you think? Not that it matters, but did you catch anything. Have a great dog day fishing experience again soon.


cindy murphy
8/12/2010 5:58:41 PM

Sometimes ya just gotta go fishin'. It's all you need to do, and it's enough. Nice post, Robyn.