One of Papa's favorite pasttimes.
A local-ish spot, one that I remember going to when I was around My Boy's age.
Only my story ended with a trip to the ER.
You see, the trail leading down to the water was rocky.
I fell and managed to get one of the said rocks wedged in my knee.
I remember the lollipop I got after I got stitched up.
Luckily, no one was hurt on this trip.
Just a long walk to reach the water.
Little rain is at fault for that.
My Boy and his cousin had a blast goofin' around and finally at the last hour, he decided to try his hand at the art of proper casting.
Our little girl, too had a blast exploring, throwing rocks in the water, and then tried to nab a fish or two.
The fish were not biting.
Maybe it was all the rock throwing.
And maybe it was because a little someone couldn't stay out of the water.
Shoes and all.
Scaring all the fish away.
No matter, memories were made and no blood was shed.
Maybe next time!
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