Catching Fish and COVID

Daddy is blogging from quarantine and I miss everyone so much. I'm feeling much better today so that's good because I was feeling pretty crappy. I first thought I had caught a cold when Andrew and I went fishing for the first time ever by the way but when it didn't go away I had to get tested and 6 short days later results came back positive. So far everyone else is feeling ok so hopefully it will end with me and everyone stays safe. Ok enough with catching Covid and on to catching fish. When Isella and I got married the minister added to our vows making me promise to Andrew that I would teach him to fish. That sounded great at the time but what Samuel (He looked like Samuel L. Jackson) didn't know was that I didn't know how to fish myself. So I put it off for 20+ years thinking I would learn someday then take him. Thankfully I put my pride away and thought we would just go and figure it out and even if we didn't catch anything at least we had some great father son time. After trying to cast out a couple times it looked like were going home empty handed and with a couple of broken poles. After cooling off a bit and noticing that I hadn't removed the clear celophane that came on the brand new reel things got a little easier DOH! So we were finally able to get our poles in the water and some beef jerky in our bellies and even though it was still AM and fricking freezing we cracked open a couple of Modelo tall boys. I think those did the trick because not long after Andrew saw my pole wigling (Not sure if that is legit fishing lingo) After panicking a little I started to reel it in. Well, being a boy scout we were pretty much prepared for anything we encountered, that is anything except for catching a fish! We didn't have a net, bucket or even a bag to put the fish in so we asked a guy we parked next to for a bag then cleaned out my Raider cooler because we weren't going home without him

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