Fishing with Gramps

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It’s no surprise to anyone that Lillyan loves to go fishing.  Her Great Grandpa would still go fishing everyday if he could make it happen, and he will turn 100 years old next month.  Grandpa taught Gramps to love to fish.  They both taught Daddy there’s not much better than a good day of fishing.  Now, Lillyan is beginning to ask to go fishing quite often.  Especially when Gramps is around.

Earlier this summer, they went to the Roaring Judy fish hatchery near Gunnison, Colorado.

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Gramps and Grammy (Travis’ parents) bought a vacation place there this summer and have been having fun living the sorta-semi-we-keep-trying-to-retire-and-never-really-do life.  The best part for Gramps, of course, is the fishing.  And sharing the fishing with his granddaughter.

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There’s Lillyan’s very first Colorado-caught Rainbow Trout.  Hopefully, for her sake and for Daddy and Gramps, it’s the first of a lifetime full of Rainbow Trout.

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Gramps and Grammy also have a pond in their backyard in Kansas.  While we’re visiting this fall, Lillyan has been asking to go fishing often.

Sidenote:  If you’re wondering why the photo quality is a not-quite-up-to-LRR-normal-standards on this post, it’s because all of these photos were taken with Lillyan’s camera.  Gramps and Grammy bought Lillyan her very own point-and-shoot last Christmas.  She loves being in charge of her own electronic device, and we love seeing the world from her perspective through her photographs.

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Lillyan took this one of Gramps casting her pole all by herself while standing on the bank.  She’s getting it figured out.  Stay tuned for an All-Lillyan-Photos post soon.

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After Gramps casts for her, they work together to get a bite and then Lillyan does all the work reeling that fish in to the bank.

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I’m glad my little girl isn’t yucked-out by slimy fish.  There’s no room for prissy princesses in this family.

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Not only is she not yucked-out, she obviously has a ton of fun fishing with her Gramps.  I’m glad.

(For the record, as Daddy and Gramps will tell you, I’m not so much into the “fishing” as I am the “catching.”  As long as there are actually fish being caught, it sounds like fun to me.  Otherwise, it seems like there’s an awful lot of sitting around.  Maybe that’s why Gramps and Daddy like it so much …)