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“A grouping of very large boulders rose above the water. Striations of colors lay in layers and swirls, as if nature had painted an abstract masterpiece out of minerals on the large stones. He showed Abby a path to the top, where a flat expanse spread out to hang over the river. She stood in awe at the beauty as he set down their gear. Abby squealed as he opened a Styrofoam container to reveal a mass of squirming worms, grimacing as he chose one and threaded it onto her hook. He prepared his own line, then taught her how to cast into the river. She waited as he expertly cast his line far downstream.
"Okay, what do we do now?" Abby asked, causing Dean to laugh and hug her to his side.
"We wait. That's why it is called fishing and not catching. Just keep your line in the water. If you feel a tug and see that your bobber has disappeared, yank back hard to set the hook and then reel your fish in. First one to catch a fish wins a prize!" "That hardly seems fair as I've never done th...is before!" Dean just grinned, and they sat on the edge of the boulder in companionable silence, enjoying the beauty of the early day, and each other.MoreLess
"Okay, what do we do now?" Abby asked, causing Dean to laugh and hug her to his side.
"We wait. That's why it is called fishing and not catching. Just keep your line in the water. If you feel a tug and see that your bobber has disappeared, yank back hard to set the hook and then reel your fish in. First one to catch a fish wins a prize!" "That hardly seems fair as I've never done th...is before!" Dean just grinned, and they sat on the edge of the boulder in companionable silence, enjoying the beauty of the early day, and each other.MoreLess
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