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Posted by Gene Wednesday, June 23, 2010 1 comments

James came over on Saturday and I took him over to our local pond to do some fishing. He caught several bluegill on the fly, which was fun. The bluegill in that little pond sure have some nice color and markings. We also saw several bass and a large Koi.

I wanted to see if the bluegill would bite on a Berkley Power Worm for trout, so I cut a small piece off and suspended it under a little bobber. I turned away for a second to see how James was doing, then looked back to find my bobber heading off to my right under water. I set the hook on what I thought was a large bluegill, but up came a bass doing a headshake. Had I known it was a bass I would have set the hook a little better.

We fished the pond for several hours before heading off to lunch and the local fly shop. After browsing around the fly shop, we headed over to Harveston for a couple hours but didn't see any sign of life in the water at all.

After taking a bit of a break to participate in the Law Enforcement Torch Run for Special Olympics with my wife, we headed back over to the pond taking my son along.

James and my son proceeded to catch a few more bluegill in the short time we were there.

It was a fun day, all in all, and I was glad to have the chance to show James around to some of these local city ponds.

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Big Day at the Pond

Posted by Gene Monday, June 14, 2010 0 comments

I asked Daddy to take me fishing again on Saturday. He said we could go to the store and buy hotdogs and use them to catch fish. So we went to the store and I picked out the best hotdogs to catch fish. But after we got back in the truck, I fell asleep. So Daddy took me home and I took a nap.

When I woke up, we had dinner and Daddy asked me if I still wanted to go fishing. I said, "Yeah!"



Did you know that fish aren't the only ones who like hotdogs? The first fish I caught was a turtle. He was big and we used the net to take him out of the water. He had the hook stuck in his neck. Daddy took the hook out and the turtle was ok. He jumped back into the water and swam away.

After a while I wanted to go home, but Daddy said we should try a different spot. We tried 3 more spots. I let Daddy fish and I just watched. Daddy was fishing at the third spot and I told him I was gonna play on the hill. Right when I started playing Daddy called me and said we caught a fish. I reeled the fish in real fast.



I said, "Yea! We caught a fish! Now we can go home!" Daddy said, "Do you wanna try for another fish?" And I said, "Yeah!"

So Daddy put more hotdog on the hook and I got to catch another fish!


I was excited. "Now can we go home?" But Daddy wanted to catch one more.



This time I wanted Daddy to let me throw the fish back in the water. Daddy put the fish in my hands and told me to throw it in the water, but when I threw him he poked me.

Me: "Ouch! He poked me! It hurts..... Oooooooo..... Ouch..... He poked me, Daddy....... Ow! Ouch....... That hurt...... He poked me....... Daddy look! He poked me....... Ow....... That fish poked me...... It hurts...... That hurt....... Ouch."

Daddy: "You'll be ok."

Me: "Oh!"

[Note from Dad: This little exchange made me crack up. Jaden kept going on and on about how he got poked, sucking air in through his teeth, furrowing his brow. But all I had to say was "You'll be ok." and he perks up, "Oh!"]

Then I talked to Mommy on Daddy's phone and told her I 'catched 3 fishies.' She said, "3 Fish?! No way!!" I told her all about it.

Then Daddy said, "Good job! We got 3 fish!" And I said, "This was awsome, Dad!"


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Preparing for the kids

Posted by Gene Sunday, June 6, 2010 0 comments

Today was a nice relaxing day. I started the day with a good 3 mile run. Came home and got the family up. Went to church, then over to the scout store to pick up a new uniform for my son. After that we went home and everyone got ready to go to a friend's house to swim. As they all left I started to doze and take a little nap. Then I realized, "Hey! I have no other obligations and everyone is going to be gone for a few hours. I'm going fishing!"

I ran a quick errand to the bookstore, then headed over to the little pond. I took 2 poles figuring I'd float a little marshmallow and see if I could catch bluegill with it sitting in a rod holder while I worked a bass rig. After I got everything set up, I started talking with a guy that was fishing nearby. He mentioned that the bluegill (as well as the turtles) love hotdog. He offered to share some of his hotdog with me if I wanted to give it a try. I said "sure" and within 3 seconds of my hotdog hitting the water I had a bite. Unfortunately I set the hook a little too early (and a little too hard) and yanked my hook right out of the water, leaving the hotdog there.

I put some more hotdog on the line and tossed it back in. This time a turtle grabbed it and started swimming around. That was cool to see. The turtle wasn't bothering to swallow the hotdog yet. He wanted to take it back to the tall reeds before eating it, so we had a friendly little game of tug-o-war. Eventually, he got most of the hotdog and I had to re-bait my hook. I tossed my line out a third time and two turtles started competing for the hotdog. The competition was getting good when all of a sudden a little bluegill darted in and snatched the hotdog from both of them. I barely had to set the hook to get him. Hooked him right in the corner of the mouth. Boy I'll tell ya! Those little guys are spunky! Their not big at all, but for their size they've got a lot fight in them.







So I'm stoked. Now that I know how easy it is to catch these bluegill using hotdog I'll be able to bring my little boy down to the pond with some confidence about how to put a fish on his line.

I can't wait!

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