Fishy tales

The gals at work were talking about fishing and it reminded me of the day I *helped* Dad catch this one:

For those that are not familiar with the tale of me *helping* Dad catch this big fish, it was quite awhile ago (2001 or 2002 maybe?) and I was sitting on the dock and Dad had the fishing pole cast out and he was busy doing other stuff on the dock or whatever. I noticed that the line was going out further and further and further so I thought I'd grab the pole and reel it in myself. Well, I apparently had the pole upside down 'cuz instead of reeling the line is the handle fell off. OOPS! Dad fixed the handle and was able to reel the big guy in. We took this picture and then let the fish go.

Dad *loves* it when I hang out in my bathrobe outside. I try to do it as often as I can. :o)