So this morning we hosted a fishing event for the Cub Scouts.
I think they had fun and some caught fish. Small fish but still fish. There was one boy who after 15 minutes or so of his turn at our station that said "this is why I don't fish...it gets boring after a while"
I understand what he was saying but it reminded me of a fishing outing 4 years ago. At this particular outing there were three generations of my family fishing my father,my oldest son,and myself.
After about an hour of fishing by blackmer bridge my dad was complaining "there's nothing biting","waste of time" and things of that nature.
My oldest son (he was 8 at the time) was sitting calmly on the bank enjoying the evening had apparently heard enough because he turned and looked(quite sternly) at his grandpa and proclaimed "Grandpa,It's called
Fishing not
Catching ."
That was the moment I knew I no longer needed to worry.My son
gets' it . No matter how many hours he spends with his face mere centimeters away from his Gameboy screen or how long he sits at the computer
he gets' it. I did have concerns before that you see he and his older sister live on the east coast with thier mother and I don't see them very often.They at the time lived with thier granparents on her side and well lets just say they are not the most "outdoorsy" people (with some legitimate reasons grandpa is legally blind and grandma was just never around it) So when they come to visit I try to make the most out of the visits and do things I know they won't do out there(fishing,snow tubing,etc...)
So imagine my surprise earlier this spring when I asked my son what he did that day and he replied "I went fishing" . I had asked him before if he had been fishing lately and was told "no theres no place close enough for me to go by myself and mom doesn't want to take me" so on this day I was amazed and asked for the details.
He responded " we had a homeschool trip today and went to a park and the girls all played and the boys went fishing in this little pond" I asked him if he had brought his own pole "no I borrowed one I couldn't find mine" I asked if he caught anything and he said "yep a small bass and 3 carp"
Before I could ask if he was going to go again he said "I made mom stop at the evil empire (walmart) on the way home so I could buy a new pole and some hooks...I am going again tomorrow"
A few days later I asked how the fishing was he said "kinda slow nothing was biting so I didn't catch anything" I responded "that's too bad" to which he responded "it's ok Papa after all it's called
fishing not
catching"