Sad Good Bye's
great fishing day.
I had to share these photos with you of our great fishing day.
I couldn't sleep the night before wondering if I had forgotten any thing.
Bait, fishing lines, hooks, Band aids encase some one hoked them selves.
Plus of course SNACKS.. like chocolate, honey biscuits, and peanut cookies.
We picked a good spot by the lake, and put out the rug for the girls or any one else that didn't want to fish.
We had a very experienced old fisherman Percy that was helping out, giving tips to the younger bears, as well as myself, so they learnt a lot. Percy is the bear with the blue bow and Burt is the bear with the green overalls Plus Shirley who was in deep conversation with Boof.
Whoopy dooo.... We caught a whopper.. can you see his big head poking out of the water. There was much discussion in how to get him to Shaw.
The girls were scared, they said "he had a big mouth. Would he eat them?" I ask you!!!!! Of course I told her we eat the fish..If we are lucky enough to land it.
With Percy's help we got him in the net. We were all so excited, we had not caught one so big before. We are going to have a big feast to night.
We just got him hauled in when the ducks came. I would have been mad as hops if they took the fish from our line.
We caught 3 other nice little fishies so the next thing was teaching the how to scale and gut the fish.... (Guess who ran away at the stage.) Girls????
We picked a nice big stone that was clean and the scales flew every where. Then the tummy came out.. Phewww.... Was I a happy camper when our bucket was nearly full.
We could not stop looking in that red bucket, just encase we were dreaming, we caught so much. What a great dinner we will have for our last meal together.
Because camp finishes and we all have to say good-bye for another year.
Before we left I found 2 mins. to be by myself and look at this beautiful spot, and think of all the wonderful times we had together.
Then we went back to camp and ate our fish and told stories around the camp fire under the old oak tree.
It's always hard to say good bye to Prudence, we had the best time and our bond of friendship grew even stronger.
Bye every one, I will look forward to see you all next year.
All of the fisher bears, keep fishing and write to me about your catches.
Not the ones that got away.
Big hugs Wilbur.
This is for all my friends in Bloggerland, that read my story.
My thought for the day.
"If ants are so hard working,
why do the always turn up at Picnics."