|Finn's First Fish: Its a bluegill.|
It was a beautiful day with nary a biting bug in sight and the fish were biting. Before Finn and I could get our lines in the water, Harry had pulled in two bass.
|Casting into the pond owned by his great great grandmother, two days before her 100th birthday.|
|Father and son walking around with another catch.|
|It's fixin' to get messy.|