A Fishin' We Will Go

We went fishing Saturday morning at camp. The fish were biting like crazy. I caught a BIG fish, so big he wouldn't fit on the camera screen. So. I couldn't photograph him. (OK, that is my fish story and I'm sticking to it.).
Here is a picture of the fish I actually caught. I think its the baby of my big fish (Ha Ha)

We all had a great time. Everyone caught at least one fish. Yes, baby fish. The mommy and daddy fish hide in this lake. Rod and Jason didn't get alot of fishing in, but they sure got to bait some hooks and untangle some lines.

Peanut caught this fishy. She wasn't taking her eye off of it to look at the camera.

My nephew Logan caught several fish. I had to razz him though as this is the only one we got a photo of, so I kept telling him if you don't have photo proof you must be telling a crazy fish story.

Alec was so excited when he caught his fish. This is the 1st fish he ever caught all on his own. You go, Alec.

Ashley's pole broke, but she still managed to pull in this whooper (Not).

Ozzy and his catch.

Madelyn was content just watching. She was chillin' in the bucket on grandpa's golf cart.

So, we didn't catch any monster fish but we all had fun. Oh wait. I forgot about my monster that wouldn't fit on the camera screen.