I went camping with my family, and Hunter went camping with his, so we went several weeks without connecting. But, when we finally did, I learned that he had never been sea fishing. So like a good Big Brother, I took him fishing. I borrowed a couple of rods from my landlord. I picked up some proper weights and lures, and then got some mackerel bait, and away we went. We drove down to Hull Gut, and were set up around 8:30pm. Hunter hadn’t a clue how to cast, which is one of the first things you have to learn (after learning how to reel in a fish of course). We cast the rod together (he wasn’t quite ready to do it on his own), and he did a great job with everything else.
Cutting the mackerel seemed to fascinate him – or was it the fact that the mackerel was talking and singing? Either way, it was fun.
We didn’t catch anything, but did not let that deter from the fun. It was totally a late night, but Hunter learned about something new.