At the Trout Underground, we may be cynical louts, but we’re not immune to the family attractions of the sport.

So when John at Carp on the Fly posted about taking his two year-old fishing, yes, the Underground melted like Gink on a Redding summer day.

Fishing with the kid

This after dad hooked a small carp for her to play:

Elia managed to reel a couple of cranks to bring some line in, but she basically held the rod up high and back up, dragging the carp onto a bed of leaves that marked the shoreline. She peered down at the fish with a huge smile on her face and rushed forward to pet the fish’s tail. As soon as her little hands touched the fish it flapped around a bit, splashing Elia with water and causing her to jump back into the bushes! I reached down and took the fly out of the top lip.

“Should we let him go?” I asked her.

She got a real serious look on her face and said “Ummmm….Yeah.”

Buttah. It’s like buttah.

[tags]fishing, carp, carp on the fly, kids[/tags]