A morning fishing

I got up a bit later than usual this morning. I had a day off kayak training.

As soon as I finished my breakfast I hopped onto my bike and went to look for my friends.

They'd just woken up when I found them, so they weren't fully awake. I proposed to go fishing, as we were a bit short on ideas. Fishing never fails, we always have fun even if we don't catch anything.

Last afternoon we'd been fishing catfish and the idea of repeating the activity was quite appealing. The routine was easy.

We all rode back to my house and took the gear out.
When we had our rucksacks ready, we rode downhill with my beloved dog Uma until we reached the reservoir.

For some strange reason I'm the only one that carries a safety lock on my bike so I tied all the bikes including mine to a lamp-post.

When we reached the shore we quickly unpacked our stuff and started setting up the fishing lines.

There was a strong wind so we had to keep resetting our fishing rods.
We waited for about an hour and still nothing.
So I changed the bait on one of the fishing rods and put on a rubber lure instead. This way we'd be able to fish black bass as well as catfish and carps.

I had a bit of trouble my knots. Every time I cast the fishing rod, the weight and bait came off the line.

I finally managed to tie a proper knot, and after a few throws something took the bait. It was pulling and jumping and swirling all the way as I reeled it in. When I took it out of the water I immediately identified it as a Black bass. And then it was gone.
I didn't even have time to grab it. I had unhooked itself, and jumped back into the murky water.

That was all the luck we had this morning. The wind factor was probably not helping, but the morning worked. We had a fun time.Uma did too.