But there is something we have always had in common... fishing. (Okay, there are a few more, but we will just consider fishing right now for dramatics and in order to tie into the bulk of this post.) Aaron used to love fly fishing ANY river with his dad, and my family always made ANY type of fishing a priority. Most family vacations were usually planned around some sort of fishing excursion.
These are some of our favorite memories as children. And we want the same for Isla. Plus, let's face it, many activities are limited with a 1-year-old. So this year we tried to do as much fishing as we could. We don't get many pictures of fly fishing because I am not allowed to carry a camera since I fall into the river frequently, and Aaron is carrying a baby on his back while flyfishing so his hands are usually full. But on occasion, we are able to convince my parents into taking us out on the lake in their boat. It's seriously our little piece of heaven. Ahhhhhhh.
The first time out we caught NOTHING. Not even a BITE. So the next time we went out we didn't have many expectations. But we did come prepared this time with a bag full of magazines, gourmet food, and a great music lineup. And of course it was because of this that we couldn't STOP catching the fish. Literally, all day long there was at least one fish on at any time. Up to all four of us having fish on the line at one point. It was crazy. I think the total count ended up being over 60 fish caught that day.
We are so fortunate that my parents are willing to share their boat with us. I am grateful for the relationship we have with my parents, which is more like we are all best friends rather than parents/children. We always have such a great time, fishing or whatever adventure we happen to be up to.
Aaron's fish.
The sweet thing about Aaron is he still gets excited, no matter how big or small the fish is.
Most of the time our fishing day turns into some sort of competition. The Bishops are all about competition. Usually it's girls against boys. Judging by our smiles, the girls are winning.
Papa is teaching Isla how to fish. She absolutely loves him and wants to do everything he does.
Good thing the boat has autopilot.
Getting bigger.
The captain.
Isla reeling in.
Isla's first fish.
She would play in this bucket of water all day.
3 comments:
Wayne would be so jealous! He tried all summer long to get the boys on the boat... maybe next year. Cute pictures!! Looks like you guys had a great time!! :)
Love this post. It reminds me of the first time James talked to aaron on the phone. Aaron had finished telling James all the things he is now doing, riding horses, ranglers, because that's how James grew up, and just things like that and James couldn't believe it. He was asking about his "fashion degree" as you call it. I just remember James dying because he never thought he would see the day! ha
P.S. You are the sweetest thing on the face of this earth. we really will have to have you guys over sometime and not to clean my house but just to play! we worry still but not as much when kids aren't in school so they aren't bringing home random germs. so I'll talk to James and hopefully we can plan a time to get together. we are waiting for him to get this shot to really have people over again but once he does we should play!
ha ha ha! I freaking LOVE this post! Mostly because of the last three pictures. You look freaking RIPPED holding your (isla's) huge fish! and Isla looks completely ecstatic with her little pony and bucket of water. ha ha ha. And then of course Aaron finally gets his big fish! I love the bells:) We need a boat...
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