Ben the Fisherman ...

Took the opportunity on ANZAC Day to take grandson Ben fishing at Killarney beach (a few kms. west of Warrnambool). He caught three, there's the first to the left - a little fish for a little fisherman. As you can see on the right, he's a very serious fisherman showing great concentration while waiting for a bite. Of course, during this time, yours truly only managed to catch one fish. These are similar results to the last time we went fishing - Ben - 6, GP (that's short for Grandpa) - 0. So, I guess I did a little better on this occasion.

Of course, even though it was sunny and I personally considered it a magnificent day for a beach outing, Ben & Grandma did seem to find things a bit chilly. Not even rugging up and sitting back in the comfy chairs seemed to help their situation.

When not tending the rod, concentration though, can be a bit difficult, especially when a plane flies overhead. At these times, not even a big bite on the line would distract Ben from his true interest (at that moment). Maybe he was hoping a fish would miraculously just drop from the sky.

It was about the time that Ben & Grandma were starting to look like Ben & Yoda that I decided it was probably time to head home. Still, it is always pleasant at Killarney. The day was fine and sunny - only a little bit chilly. I am still waiting for that elusive day that I might catch the 'big one'. My son, Adrian, and I used to go there at night with lights to spear for flounder and hopefully to net gar-fish or other free swimmers of the night. Ben's still a little young for such an outing but, it won't be all that far off before he may show an interest in such things.

Anyway, due to getting back a bit late and the need for everyone to dry out and warm up, it seems that he will be staying an extra night. Which means I will have the pleasure of dropping him off at school tomorrow morning - lucky me! :-)