Last Friday while Reagan and I were downtown Denver eating lunch and shopping, Ryan took Hunter up to Boulder Creek to do some fly fishing. This was Hunter's first official fishing trip with just his daddy. They both used Ryan's fly rod and caught a few fish and Hunter also tried out the retro fishing pole Mr. Jeff (my parent's good friend and neighbor) gave him.
Ryan said they caught about 5 fish and Hunter freaked out when the first big 'ol fish came slappin' out of the water and he took off for the hills! Ryan was able to coax him back though and he was a good little fisherman from then on out.
I had no idea he did the "Ryan look" with that one eyebrow thing..
One tired, little fisherman:-)
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