It was decided that this year we would start a new tradition for fathers day....we were going fishing! Ok so this is not really all that 'new' to Dad & I, but it is new for the Boys and Shannon.
For as long as I can remember my dad and I went fishing for Fathers day. When I turned 16 we started a new tradition of ultralight flying, but once Shannon & I started a family of our own...ultralight flying and toddlers didn't really mix. For a few years we tried to split up the day..I would get up, make Shannon breakfast, meet up with my dad, rush to the Fish & Game Club have a Salmon BBQ with my grandpas, rush to the ultralight airport in time for a sunset flight then run home to kiss the boys goodnight.....this was not my idea of a relaxing day at all! Over the past couple of years my Grandpa's have passed away. It leaves a void in your heart, but it also opens doors to new beginnings and new traditions.
Dad scouted out a Fish farm in South Abbotsford that was a perfect compromise between the adult world of fishing and the children's world of having no patients to wait 2 hours and not catch anything! Boy did we catch fish! 14 to be exact. After a picnic and 3 full buckets of fish we headed out happy with our successful day. Dad taught Shannon & the Boys how to 'gut' a fish. Uncle Kirk & Grandma joined us for dinner and we cooked up our catch(es) of the day.
Happy Fathers day to the fabulous men in my life! Thank you for a great day!
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