Nate has been dying to go fishing. I don't know why but he has been talking about it for months. So finally he got a starter rod and after an hour at the tackle shop we were fit to go. He spent a day practicing how to cast - everything from trees in the front yard, to our car, to finally practicing in the pool.
We got invited by a friend to fish off his boat (while moored at the dock). It was a blast. And success....Nate caught his first fish. Well, two actually- the first with dad's help and the second all on his own. Now he thinks it is an easy task to catch fish.
