Ice Fishing. Next to hockey its about as Canadian as it gets. I don't know what it is but it brings out the kid in all of us. Yesterday on a whim I asked Norland if he would be interested in bringing the kids over and we could punch a few holes in the pond behind the house and try our luck.
I think he said yes before I finished the sentence!
So low and behold around 1:30 this afternoon young Taylor, Ella, and Owen dragged their old father's out on the ice to show us how its done.
I could not have been more surprised at our results. It was a lot of fun and priceless watching the kids pull some pretty nice bluegills through the ice. I think we may have started a Sunday afternoon tradition ;0)