Until I posted the picture that now serves as the header of this blog, most of y'all had never seen me without a fish in my hand.
For several years my only online image was me holding up this 5 1/2 pound largemouth bass
Then there was this shot of me holding this 6 pound striper.
And last but not least there was the 20 inch rainbow trout which I pulled out of a tiny New Mexico stream.
The best thing about that last shot is that I was about 3o pounds lighter than the other shots thanks to my weight loss bet. Yeah I've since gained most of it back, but at least I've eaten well.
Now I was proud of all those fish and I certainly enjoyed catching them but once you have kids pride begins to take another form. So while the fish in these next two shots are not as big I am even more proud to share them.
My 9 year old, holding a nice largemouth he fooled with a white jig.
You can tell by his expression that he's still got issues with sticking his fingers inside a fish's mouth.
And here is my 7 year old hoisting a sunfish he caught.
Not he is quite pleased with himself and had absolutely no reservations about handling the fish.
Both of these fish were caught near on a friend's land near Shamrock, Texas. About 90 miles east of Amarillo.
Now my youngest son loves nothing more than tormenting his older brother so immediately upon releasing his catch back into the water he stuck his finger up to his brothers nose and said, "Sniff my finger, it has fish smell on it."