I spent the evening boobing up the baby and Matt tried to get Hunter to sleep. Our friends came at 8pm just as I was laying the baby down. Well right as I did that, Hunter started yelling "Mommy" and Cavan started fussing.... and what did I do? I ran out that door as fast as I could yelling "I love you" back to my husband.
We quadded just out of town and down the Pelly River a little ways. I hooked on a lure and started casting. Over an hour later, six different lures, and a heap of casts later I finally hook a fish! I had actually been sitting on my butt on the edge of the river. My friend later admitted that just before I hooked the fish he had been thinking to himself- crazy woman, she won't catch anything sitting on her butt!
I thought I had hooked a log, but then the log took off up stream! I was giddy and jumped to feet to reel him in. He was a hoot to bring in- leaping out of the water and he kept taking off. Finally my friend got him in her net! I was so excited to see my fish! I caught a nice jackfish (pike) that was probably around 8lbs
So guess what we are having for supper tomorrow!!

3 comments:
Hahaha! I love how you RAN out the door to leave poor Matt with the fussy kids!!! But given your excitement to fish, it was a much needed break for you! And that fish looks goooood.... :)
Wow, that's a big fish! Good for you for running out the door too. I'd do the same thing, and there wouldn't be a shred of guilt :)
Fish on, Kara!
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