Mike came down from Atlanta to pick up the last of his things. So we asked him what he'd like to do while he's here again visiting. The beach? Nope....fishing. So, we loaded up the poles and headed to Herschel King Sr. Park to fish off their deck. It was a great spot but unfortunately, the big fish weren't biting, They were sure jumping though. I think they were just trying to tease us! Well, the joke was on them when one of them was caught by a hawk! We had a nice, relaxing afternoon and the weather was actually beautiful right off the water. Hopefully next time we'll have better luck!
Noah's choice of clothes for this occasion. Interesting, I know!
hoping Daddy will catch something big
There was a Grenada reunion going on at the park and some of them were hanging around the dock. They were fascinated by the fish caught and, as you can see, got a pic on their cell phone. This was their first time seeing a fish up close and touching one. How funny! I'm glad we could entertain.
Ethan being a ham.
Trying to sabatoge Uncle Mike's pole? Probably.
Awww....my little cuties.
We were wondering how long it would take before the fishing pole ended up in the water never to be seen again!
making his cast!
and having a blast!
Ethan had no luck either!
The extent of our catch. Yep, we released them back into the water. They are alive to tell the story!