I've been preparing to going to Guatemala on a Mission Trip recently and the trip starts tomorrow morning. Since I will be away from home for over a week and a half, I wanted to spend some quality time with my son. What better way to do that than to take him fishing. We invited his grandfather to come along and decided to head to the headwaters of a stream I know well. Small cascades, or waterfalls, depending on whose perspective you use, dominate this small brook, and my son loved watching the water cascade over the rocks, but it was even more fun to toss sticks in and watch them go down stream as well. We didn't make a great deal of distance fishing but we did catch 4 brook trout; 5", 7" and two 10", of which we kept one trout to take home. Seth managed to hook a trout on his own but couldn't land it. This resulted in numerous tellings of "the one that got away" by him when we returned home.
It was a great evening and a wonderful way to bond with him and letting him know about the purpose and length of my mission. Now though, I haven't even left, and I can't wait to get home and take him fishing again.