And the lady catches her first....

"A fisherman lives here, with his greatest catch"....
And we're not talking about the dog now.  The scruffy little brat that whines when the big guy gives me a kiss.    But she is the only one who will wear pink in this house so gotta love her!  Anyways, today was a big day for the big guy and his girl.  A lazy Sunday morning, complete with sunshine and birds chirping.  Met hubby under the bridge in town with a good cup of coffee and a great big kiss.  Had my fishing license in my pocket, my cute new pants (gift from the big guy) rolled up to my knees, what else do you need on a beautiful morning?  With a few quick casting lessons, I was on my way and caught not only one, but TWO fish.  A chubb and a smallmouth bass. From beginning to end.  No help from my guy.  Reeled them in.  Ok, didn't take them off, because I haven't gotten to the part where I am over touching slimy squirmy stuff.  But thats on my list of things to conquer.  Happening soon.  Very exciting.  And documentation below courtesy of the hubby.

Here's the Chubb.  (what the heck kind of fish is a chubb?)

Lets see, I think I'm supposed to remember the fly that I used (I think it was small), but can't seem to recall.  Maybe one of those wooly buggers?    End Result :  A fantastic morning with lots of good stuff.  Went home, grabbed the kids and everyone caught one.  Water was low and we walked the creek bed for a bit.  I'm on a roll now, Hubby watch out!