We got Daddy a Fishing License for Father's Day. Since we hadn't gathered all the equipment, done an inventory, etc...we didn't get to go fishing until this past weekend.
Saturday, when we were checking rods and reels and such, it became apparent that Little Bit isn't quite ready for something with a hook on the end. I've been hooked before (a long time ago) and it is not pleasant. So, we made her a 'starter pole'. It's on the frugal side, hee hee. We took a branch from an elm tree, added some neon yellow nylon line (her request), a weight and a bobber.
She loves it! While we were getting things gathered to actually go fishing, she could not wait. Daddy is smart, and got her some water so she could fish.
Casting - which explains why I don't want a hook on her rod just yet!
Proper form for bucket fishing: feet slightly apart, both hands on the rod, and watch that bobber!
Her goal is to catch a whale. She has a storybook about a fishing cat that wants to catch a whale. First, he catches a log, but rather than throw it back, he carves it into a boat. The story ends with the line, '...so, Look out, all you whales!' She loves to say that...especially right now.
We did go to fish...at a small lake in a park. The wind kicked up just as we started, and it bothered her the whole time. After about 15-20 minutes, we packed up our stuff and put it away (at which time the wind died completely, go figure). There was also a playground at the park, so we still had a lovely time. Not even one bite, but it was still fun, even though we didn't catch a whale.