I have all four of the Grandkids at Chez Fromage this week. The two oldest ones spent the day with me yesterday. A fishing trip was on the agenda. So, as I'm digging out their gear, they are conniving a way to get me to use the Ural to take them to the fishing hole. All they had to do was ask, and I just had to figure out how to get their fishing poles in the sidecar trunk. No worries, it all fit fine.
Ready to roll.
First stop was the bait shop where I spent four bucks for red worms because we had no luck finding any worms in the garden. Next stop was the fishing hole. But, we spent less than a half hour there because of the wind. Casting just wasn't happening. So, we loaded back up and went to a different spot near work I've been meaning to try.
A much better spot and sheltered from the wind. The pond is stocked with small panfish, so there was much baiting of hooks and little fishing on my part, though I did catch the first two.
Eli with his Bluegill. It's a bad pic and his fish is in the very bottom.
Karis with her Bluegill.
After Karis got her fish, the kids were done and we rode home for lunch. While we were out, Mrs. C had planned an outing at the local nature park for everyone without realizing we didn't have a vehicle big enough to haul the entire clan. Karis and Eli, if on cue, volunteered for Grandpa to take them there in the sidecar. So, I did.
We spent a good three hours there, where the kids found a small Painted Turtle about the size of quarter, pulled open Owl Pellets, climbed trees, and counted tadpoles.
We left at closing time and Eli passed out before we were even out the gate. Karis passed out a few minutes later. When I pulled in the driveway,
we saw that Karis had put her arm around here younger cousin before she fell asleep. A cute picture.
From the other side. Eli swore up and down that he hadn't been sleeping. The evidence says otherwise.
We topped the day off with dinner at a Greek restaurant where the kids had their first taste of Saganaki or Flaming Cheese. Back home and they were out by eight. Grandpa was out by nine.