Fishing

When I was a lad, I used to fish at the local lake, about a 1/2 block from my house. Simple times. As I grew up, I fished less and less, until I stopped completely.

So when I was home this week, I decided to take the boys fishing. Went to a big-box retailer who shall remain nameless and picked up a couple of Zebco rod and reels, dug some worms, got everything in a bucket and we walked over to that same lake, now about a mile from the homestead.

Didn't catch a thing, but it didn't matter; spent quality dad-time with my sons, and my youngest is really excited to go fish again. Pretty nice.