One of the summer wishes we have had was to go fishing for fun, not eating them, but picking them out of water. Kinda like their own personal nightmare and trauma. However, Kurt C, as in Cobain, says, "Fish have no feelings" so we are gonna believe that guy. Anyhow, so Dad came over with some poles and a nice tackle kit for us to use. Instructions of reeling out and in followed with a fish off the back deck. Dad's got a mean swing and Noah comes in a good second. Mine- not bad, however, my tennis arm and swipe do not best apply to the Fishpole 926.
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