Jason Silver

Tuesday, July 10th, 2007

Fishing at Poplar Point

Yesterday, grandpa Sawatzky took we boys up north, to Poplar Point on Cowan Lake for a bit of fishing. Over the last few years, I've really started to LOVE fishing.

Joanne's brother-in-law, Gerald Zacharias, stayed behind, but Richard, Lucas, Seth and myself enjoyed a day of angling, boating and laughing.

We caught 20 of our limit of 30 fish. I was fortunate to be the first to catch something, but right away Seth caught the next two. Lucas  lost a couple at the last minute, and then it was a race between Seth and myself. (I loved that his first real fishing trip went so well-- there's nothing worse than being introduced to fishing and coming away empty-handed).

Within the first couple of hours Seth was leading the catch-count with four fish. These were big, (well sort-of big), mean-looking Northern Pike, with rows of teeth waiting to take off a finger.

Grandpa had a little mini baseball-bat which he used to knock the fish on the noggin. It was hillarious that Seth wanted to do that himself. He's such a little man.

Then it started pouring and we made a bee-line for the shore. I had noticed that Seth's green spoon-lure was doing better than the red and white ones, so I went up to the store and bought myself a green one. That was a bright move, because when we went back out, it seemed every time I put my lure in the water I pulled out a fish. That's one terrific spoon!

So the fish are all cleaned and de-boned and we're having a fish fry tonight. I can't wait!

~Jason