Got daughter #1 out for her maiden voyage in the boat this weekend. Not 5 mins into the trip and she fell off her seat onto the net handle, head first. Nice little lump and a bruise. I’m thinking the wife is gonna never let her go with me again. WAY TO GO DAD!!!!
Needless to say a few tears and a couple kisses from papa we were all better. A short boat ride later we were at the first spot we wanted to fish. Sadly so were 6 other boats. The lake was flooded with fisherman that morning.
We finally found a spot without anyone on it, for the first 15 mins anyway. We chased the small pods of panfish around with little success. However #1 had a blast banging the barbie pole on the gunnel. I was able to sneak in a few cast for muskies, but it was half hearted effort at best. I figured if anything, a ski would attack the casting dummy we were practicing with.
After about an hour of playing we sat down for a Krispy creme donut and then trolled our way back to the landing. One small panfish and a lump on the head was all we had to show for our efforts. However, it’s a memory that will stay with me for many years to come.