Gone Fishing

Wednesday was a beautiful sunny day so we decided to pack up our fishing poles and head over to the Russian River to catch some Red Salmon.

As soon as we got to the river the clouds rolled in and it started raining on us. But knowing how competitive my dad is, told us "true fishermen don't run from the rain" so we just had to put on our rain jackets and fish in the rain. Lucky for us, the rain cleared up after an hour or so.

This is the face of a true happy fisherman =] This was my dad's 3rd and last Red he caught that day. When he was reeling it in, Bryson was holding out the net and the fish went aerial and jumped right in the net! The fish figured he was doomed either way and would rather get it over with quick and easy.

I got bored of fishing so i went around and tried to take some cool pictures

Here's my mom, she's the head of the cheerleader squad (ploy and i join her when we get tired of fishing). Our cheers really work, just ask Preston. He caught his first Red right after we started cheering for him! and he caught 2 more after, but they got away.

When the fisherman are done for the day, they fillet their fish right there by the river so they don't have to pack out the whole fish and it makes it less heavy to carry out. When they are done filleting they just leave the carcass on the edges of the river for the wildlife to eat. While we were fishing, we saw 3 different black bears that would come grab a carcass and take it back into the forest to eat. Well this smart little bear got tired of eating the leftover scraps and wanted a JuIcY WHOLE fish so he sniffed out some guy's string of fish that was in the water. He walked right over to it and while the guy wasn't looking, reached down and slipped a fish right off the top of the line. The guy didn't even notice until he saw the bear happily prancing back into the trees with his fish. When the bear came back for seconds, he was disappointed to see that the string of fish was gone, the fisherman decided he would out-smart the bear and tie his fish to his leg. And of course the bear was too lazy to swim out and steal the other fish, so he had to go back to scraping meat off carcasses.

Preston fishing in the lucky hole

At the end of the day, my dad was the only one that caught anything. He is the most patient person i have ever seen! Better luck next time...