Reminiscing...

They say pictures are worth a thousand words. So I decided instead of trying to talk forever about some of my favorite fishing adventures, I would share some photos of a few of my most cherished memories. The picture of the road is the path you take to get to my secret honey hole, pictured in the lower right. This is near at my grandmother's house outside of Wheatland, Missouri. We will often go down there for the weekend and run trot lines. To find out what a trot line is check out this link: http://www.fishing-tips-bait-tackle.com/trotline_fishing.html! We will go fishing in the creek throughout the day, catching small fish to use for bait. This is where my honey hole comes into play. I always walk out on the fallen tree where I will sit while I fish in the deep pool of water underneath me. Possibly the most enjoyable part is that you are able to see the fish swimming all around you. I will cast my pole and watch the fish fight for and nibble on the bait. We will run the trot line early in the morning, restock it in the afternoon, and run it again late at night. The catfish that I am holding in the picture are our catches from one of our morning runs. 

Last but not least is the picture in the lower left. This little guy is not connected to the trot lines like the other pictures. I actually caught him at the lake just down the road from my house. We were fishing for perch when I reeled him in. It may be difficult to see in this picture, but this tiny little fish swallowed a big ol crawdad! You can partially see one of his pinchers if you look down the fish's throat. I was completely fascinated with  this. It was definitely a first time for me!