...until they threw it back.
After countless unsuccessful attempts last year, followed by two catchless trips on Saturday, my two favorite anglers reeled in AJ's first fish (a walleye) followed quickly by fish number two, three, four and five. (Jeff suspects one of the fish made a repeat appearance on their hook.) Most were fairly small, but Jeff figures at least one was a keeper.
Unfortunately, Jeff had been expecting similar results to their previous ventures, and so didn't have a stringer with him. Thus it became an afternoon of catch and release.
Luckily for us, a very nice and talented photographer happened to be nearby and later e-mailed us some pictures so that we can forever remember this afternoon of angling glory. He included a nice note stating, "As a father and grandpa, being a part of that moment was the highlight of my day."
AJ clearly lacks a fisherman's instinct to protect his secret "hot spot." He happily announced to everyone within hearing distance, "Hey people! We caught a fish over here."
And what does he have to say about his first fish? Knowing that I frequently order walleye at restaurants, he shared with me a cautionary note to be careful when I eat them, "because they have sharp spikey things."
And his lingering memory of the day? As he gazed at the photo, he excitedly said, "Hey, that's where we found the plastic worm!"
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