Proud Papa

One of Daniel's partners is a member of a fishing club that has private land on Spruce Creek somewhere in the middle of PA. It's about 2-3 hours from here. He invited Daniel as his guest last Wednesday.

Daniel received a fly fishing pole, vest and flies for Christmas last year (didn't I pick the perfect gift? It helped that my Dad's eyes had gotten so bad he couldn't see to tie the flies anymore and just happened to be selling his barely used equipment) Daniel hasn't really had much experience fly fishing but he's practiced his technique plenty in the back yard and all the practice paid off this trip. He had a great time and caught the fish of his life. I now say to him, "Why do you ever have to fish again? Anything now will be a disappointment in comparison."

Here he is with a rather large trout.


Here he is with the longest brown trout ever seen (ok maybe a little exageration but no one in Daniel's group had ever seen one so big.) He measured 27 inches long.

Here's his biggest baby. A 12 pound rainbow!!!! Daniel fought with him on the line for 30 minutes. What a fight. And what a fatty! Just look at him - he's short and fat. I can't believe he lasted 30 minutes - you would have expected him to be out of shape and out of breath much faster. (I'm talking about the fish, NOT Daniel)

2 summer's ago Daniel got the chance to go fly fishing in Idaho and fish several mountain lakes in Idaho and Utah and he caught NOTHING!! Not one fish! (He did catch a few little ones in Spanish Fork Reservoir, but I'm not sure that really counts). But now he knows that he doesn't have to go all the way to the well reputed Rockies to catch big fish - PA has some of the best!