Open water fishing began April first. We thought today there might be just enough open water to give it a go. Here is Willow, the determined, but disappointed, fisherwoman.
I managed to catch a tree (bobber dangling in middle of photo). Where is that tree-trimmer when you need him? I turned over casting to the saplings, who managed much better, only snagging the ice floes a few times.
The Firebird managed a few excellent casts on his own, until he (wisely) gave up fishing, and retreated to his more preferred pastime, tree-climbing. Note the snowboots and t-shirt, while Willow is huddled in a snowcoat. ;)
