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well, the time had come for a proud father to take the bairn for her first ever fishing trip and teach her in the ways of the angler, technique, proper bait, time and tide.
I decided rather than take her down to the filthy stinking den of iniquity that is roker pier and get lacerated with daylites being straffed about like messershmidt gun fire, i would instead try the more tranquil setting of panns bank
Obviously being 4 year ol she no notice of me at all and put the scabbiest of worms onto the hook in the most haphazzard o fashions. no threading on of the worm for her. its head hook for me she says.
i casts out 30 yards and she cast out 3.
we sit............ we wait............ for 5 seconds. its a big rattle on the little girls carp rod.
without any prompting she leans into the bite.
looks like we are into something here. the reels under strain.
one nil to the girlie and the first fish of her career is a canny flounder.big moment for the both of us.
well she doesnt bother rebaiting and flings out the rig 2 yards.
we sit......we wait......... 5 seconds later she's into another and flatty n02 is lying at her feet. another big moment for the both of us.
all good things must come to end and after showing me how it should be done, we scarpered home. the bairn had an ice cream and i had lashings of humble pie.
However, even panns bank wasnt without incident. the charmers with the cans of fosters who freely walk our streets thought it might be interesting to confirm gravity still has imposes a force on half emty tinnies if they lobbed off the town center bridge. Impressive stuff. I truly believe they make a major contribution to a more cultured city!
I decided rather than take her down to the filthy stinking den of iniquity that is roker pier and get lacerated with daylites being straffed about like messershmidt gun fire, i would instead try the more tranquil setting of panns bank
Obviously being 4 year ol she no notice of me at all and put the scabbiest of worms onto the hook in the most haphazzard o fashions. no threading on of the worm for her. its head hook for me she says.
i casts out 30 yards and she cast out 3.
we sit............ we wait............ for 5 seconds. its a big rattle on the little girls carp rod.
without any prompting she leans into the bite.
looks like we are into something here. the reels under strain.
one nil to the girlie and the first fish of her career is a canny flounder.big moment for the both of us.
well she doesnt bother rebaiting and flings out the rig 2 yards.
we sit......we wait......... 5 seconds later she's into another and flatty n02 is lying at her feet. another big moment for the both of us.
all good things must come to end and after showing me how it should be done, we scarpered home. the bairn had an ice cream and i had lashings of humble pie.
However, even panns bank wasnt without incident. the charmers with the cans of fosters who freely walk our streets thought it might be interesting to confirm gravity still has imposes a force on half emty tinnies if they lobbed off the town center bridge. Impressive stuff. I truly believe they make a major contribution to a more cultured city!
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