Hi all, my Saturday started at the crack of dawn, because everyone knows that's when you get the best fish.
Things didn't start out so well, somebody took my worms. I put them right in here, next to the pizza. At first I thought Ryan had eaten them.
But Mom had already packed them in my bag, thank goodness Ryan just had an old sandwich.
Once we got all the gear loaded up we were off to the Sportsman Club.
After checking in we walked out to the lake and set up the gear and waited for the horn to start the derby.
I caught my first fish within minutes of the horn.
A quick celebration and it was right back in the water with another worm. Of course I had to be convinced to keep going because the fish flopped around so much, I didn't think we should catch another.
Grandad and Grampy assurred me that no harm would come to the fish. So on I went, three more big ones. The biggest being 141/2" long.
Ryan said he would cook them up for dinner, so much for the no "harm" part I guess.
See you all next week.
Love Jack and Ryan
PS. A special thanks to Tom for getting the worms. And to Mike Johnson for getting the pics of Grampy, Grandad and me fishing.
