2017 Life Logs, Day 243: Happy Little Fishermen
Date: Thursday, August 31, 2017
Weather: Beautiful Day; High 80, Low 52 degrees F
Location: At Home in The Studio, Falmouth, MA

Little Boys + Fishing Rods + Rocks to Climb On = Perfect Day

The Goldpebbles decided they wanted to go fishing today. I’m certainly not a fisherman, but off we went. We needed some gear, so we had to make a couple of stops before heading to Quissett Harbor. Jonah decided the location—the rocky shore on the Buzzards Bay side of the Knob.A strong onshore wind made casting almost impossible, but the boys didn’t care. They were much more interested in climbing on the rocks than fishing. I suggested that we eat our picnic lunch which was a bit of a Mediterranean smorgasbord–salami, olives, cheese, crackers, carrots and celery, and watermelon—and then head across to the Quissett Bay side and fish off the rocks. Sam spent a lot of time sitting on a big rock rigging his new fishing pole. Ollie found a rock his size and was content with just dangling his new lure in the water. And Jonah found the biggest rock and practiced casting until his new lure got caught in the rocks well off shore. He pulled a little too hard and broke the line—sad to lose his new lure, but feeling good about fishing from the top of his big rock. There were no fish for us today, but we learned a lot and had a wonderful time doing it. We ended the day with a walk through the woods, some tree climbing along the way, and then jumping in the water before heading home. Oh, I should mention that we also spent a good deal of time untangling fishing line. When Jonah’s line broke, it got really tangled. I tried to help but he just looked at me and said, “Oma, I wish Granddad was here. I know he could get this untangled.” And all I could say is that I agreed with him. But we persisted and fixed the problem. Granddad would have been proud of us. And once we got home, I got the last 10 pounds of tomatoes processed. Successful day!

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