Anthony's Big Fish

This past weekend we took off to Baudette to celebrate my Aunt Nancy's 50Th Birthday as well as spend some due time with my parents. On Sunday we went fishing out on Lake of the Woods on my dads boat. It was Erik, Anthony, my dad, and I. By the way if any of you that are reading this are single you really need to get up north, I have never seen SO many men in one town. Granted they all had a three day shadow and smelled like fish. But desperate times call for desperate measures :). Anyways we get out to my dad's fishing spot with about 25 others. We find my Uncle Stu and saddle up next to his boat. Erik is on fire, he drops his line in and catches a fish. Drops his line and catches a fish. Pretty much the same thing with my dad. Not as often but still holding his own. Now my line on the other hand would get a nibble, I would give it a tug to "snag" the fish and bring up my line to see that I had been robbed on numerous occasions. Anthony was for the most part interested in the shiners and bringing them to us to bait our hooks. Mid-afternoon the fishing really picked up. My dad had his and "Anthony's" line in the water and both caught fish. Now up there when you catch a fish you have to net it before it comes out of the water because most of them are big walleye that once they are out of the water to start shaking the line and break it off. So Erik and I jump in to help net both of my dads fish that he is reeling in one at time. Not paying any attention to Anthony on the other side of the boat."Dad, I think I got one." We all look back to see Erik's pole bent and our little Anthony reeling away. Erik takes off to the other side of the boat and realizes that Anthony has a pretty big fish. I bring the net, and after Anthony has reeled it all the way to the boat by himself I pick it up. Erik measures it and our little man reeled in a 19" walleye all by himself! We were all so proud of him. He yelled over to my uncles boat,"Hey Stu, I got the biggest fish!" Sure enough within minutes we are completely surrounded by our 25 neighbors. Well at the end of the day Erik caught his and my limit. I caught one fish and would have missed it because I was so absorbed in Chelsey Handler's new book "Are you there Vodka, it's me Chelsea." Great book by the way. But proud to say our son Anthony began his walleye fishing career with a vengeance!

I will post a pic as soon as my mom gets it printed, sent to me, and I scan it. She is still not confident in her uploading skills...what did we do before digital?