I returned to the Vinoy basin this afternoon with Reilly. After all the pinfish bites this morning, I figured that I could bring her there and we could really hook up some with some action.
I tied a small long-shank hook on Reilly's line and threaded a tiny piece of shrimp on it. It wasn't long before she was reeling in her first fish.
Of all the days that I've forgotten to bring my camera with me, this one hurt the most. When it was all said and done, we had caught 6 pinfish. Reilly measured each one with a tape measure, then chose which bird I would feed the fish to. Her favorite was a big heron, which got two of the fish. Another went to a snowy egret, two to a pelican, and one we threw back in the water.
Reilly really enjoyed herself, and so did I. It was an awesome bonding experience for my little three year old to really have fun fishing with her dad.
When we ran out of shrimp, I don't think either of us really wanted the good times to end, so when Reilly suggested we go out for gelato, I popped her in the car and we drove downtown.
No photos, but the memory will last just the same.
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