Go Fish

Yesterday at Wolfe Park, Joe, Clara and Ted visited the fishing dock where a man was fishing and actually catching fish. This of course sparked Joe to request a fishing trip.  So today we found the poles and Joe practiced casting in the front yard (the table as dock was his unsafe idea). We also collected worms while planting in the gardens, so by 3pm we were ready for our adventure!  Clara stayed home so it was just the boys, but we walked to the dock and tried our luck with the worms. No luck. We think the tiny fish nibbled the skinny worms off the big hook. We tried some lures-still no luck. A girl about 10 managed to catch two bass while we fumbled around, so it wasn't the fishes' fault. We finally gave up, then Joe climbed on the rocks until he stuck his foot in the water and got upset.  All that was our fishing trip where all we caught was frustration.