Brode got to fish for the first time at the lake on Sunday. He has had his pole with a foam hook on the end practicing in the living room for months. The month of April his "teeth brushing earned prize" was a tackle box. Grandpa picked up his license and they were ready to fish!
After a few casting-with-a-hook lessons he gave it a few tries and found the hot spot. Brode's first fish happened to be his biggest of the day and a story we will always remember as he got a dog with the same cast.
As we reeled the fish in my aunt and uncles yellow lab was in the shallow and decided he would like to taste the fish. Grabbing it and running with the line and all, but we got the fish back.
Brode was not excited about taking a picture that close to it, and the back of the fish was a bit beaten up from the dog's grasp.
Either way it is still his first fish and very exciting!
After that they came flying in - 6 total for the day!
He was finally comfortable being a bit closer and holding them with the pole, but would not even think about touching it!
This was really one of the experiences he was nervous about, but can only imagine the stories he is telling his friends!
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