Gone fishin'

Miles got a taste for fishing last year with Grandpa Don at the trout farm and ever since he's been talking about his wish for a pole and tackle box of his own, so that's what he got for his birthday last week.  He was so excited to use it.  Jeff and I actually purchased our very first Utah fishing licenses and bought an adult pole to share.  Sportsman's Warehouse is a little intimidating for the non hunter/fisher, but we got it figured out.  We went to one of the stocked urban ponds to try our luck, as did 300 other lawn chair dwelling people.  There's a reason most of the folks were over 50 years old, or at the very least over 10.  Fishing takes a lot of patience.  We didn't manage to catch anything, but he begged to go back again the next day for another try, so we did.  Stay tuned to see if this becomes a regular thing for us!