Last week we were kind of at a loss for things to do for Ellie’s Spring Break, so we decided to go fishing one evening. One of Eric’s friends from work claimed to have caught 12 fish at East Canyon in about an hour the previous evening. Sounded like a “fish story” to me, but we decided to check it out anyway. Eric’s friend was there again with his grandkids when we arrived, and sure enough they had 9 or so fish to show for their few hours of fishing. We got our poles set up right away, but we didn’t have the magic touch like they did. We ended up only catching two fish. Our kids still had a blast. They made friends with the other kids and had a great time cheering each other on when someone got to reel in a fish. I hope we can go again.
The only down side is that my kids were FILTHY by the time we were ready to leave. We are talking dirt city. Yuck!
Above: Ellie hoping to catch a fish. The weather was a little windy and slightly cold. Ellie was cold because she decided to step into the water with both feet first thing. Not her smartest move.
Below: The boys having some snacks, and then having a turn holding a pole. They are yelling “CHEESE!” I’m always bugging them to get their picture… I guess they were fed up.
Here’s Eric with our fish. I know I said we caught two that day, but in all honesty…the other fish got off right before we pulled it onto land. Oh well.