While we were in Central Pennsylvania for my cousin’s wedding, Will went fishing for the first time. On our first day there, my Uncle Corky brought him to a local creek (after their two-man fishing excursion, Will announced that, while the rest of us call him “Uncle Corky,” Will was going to call him “Uncle Cork”).
Then we all joined them for fishing the day after the wedding. Including my cousins Stephen and Katelin and my Aunt Roxanne. Will was without the family uniform (waders) so my Aunt and Uncle set up a special chair for Will to hold court for all the fishes that threw themselves to his mercy. (I think the final count on this was 6.)
They caught and released each one. When Will let this one go, it sort of floated along belly-up… whoops. Then, my Uncle did some magic trick holding the fish still in the running water of the stream bed and after a few seconds the previously doomed fish swam away, just fine.
Will actually caught a small mouth bass. (I can’t remember the other types of fish Uncle Corky and Stephen were quick to identify on Will’s hook… those guys seriously know their fish). They helped instruct Will on how to hold the rod, when the reel it in, and when to pull on the line. They were both incredibly good teachers and really let him do the work.
Will not only got skills in how to fish, but he quickly understood how to discuss the fish you catch. As shown in the picture below:
Then Stephen stepped in for some one-on-one with Will.
When Will decided that he was “inventing a new way of fishing” involving the net, Stephen went along like a true champ. He completely and totally earned his status as Will’s nomination for WORLD’S COOLEST GUY.
I think if you look really closely in these pictures, you can actually see Will’s little heart growing BIGGER and BIGGER.
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