As I transition back to school. . . perhaps my last year teaching. . . I can't help but smile about the things I got to do at the end of this summer. With who-knows-what degree of patience, my brother Bob agreed to take me and Margaret out fishing. I make no claims to veteran status, but I imagine I wouldn't sound too boastful if I admitted to hauling in the occasional 4-inch sunfish, and a smelt or two. No sweat. . . literally.
I'm a learner. In future posts I will humbly offer up that which I have learned, both about fishing and about Bob the Fisherman. But for now, I just wanted to share a video.
Lake Attitash with Bob YouTube video
And, then, a week later, BAM! A fish! (It only took me two Saturdays to achieve success.)
And another video capturing the tranquility of Lake Attitash:
Lake Attitash August 2015
I always liked fishing. Casting the line, reeling it in. I just didn't like catching. I do not like to touch fish!
ReplyDeleteA day on the lake. Lake Attitash, although no fish caught, still a tranquil day. Oh wait a minute, I did catch one! - Bob
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