A week ago there was again no school, so we decided to take the girls out to a beautiful lake about 20 minutes from our house. Quistococha is a park that offers swimming, volleyball, soccer, fishing, a zoo (ranging from a freshwater dolphin to snakes and piranhas), and relaxation. We brought some sticks for fishing poles, and fatty worms, and went fishing for hours.
The girls are incredible with catching fish. Without bobbers, there is a knack in snagging fish. The girls have all the finesse, where as for myself, I lose about as many worms as the girls catch fish. The “hot spots,” as I found out, were next to the bank and trees –which of course the girls knew. I would have preferred to bring a quarter stick of dynamite…We brought home a bountiful of fish. Kelly was even able to snag one –it was the smallest thing ever, but her first ever!
When we were about to leave, Lisa made a bet with a guy that she could swim out to some bottle floating in the middle of the lake. She could not find Casey to swim with her, so I was the next best option. I have never been a distance swimmer, but was able to sidestroke my way out and back. By swimming out to the middle (roughly 300 ft), and back, the guy then gave Lisa his pack of cigarettes, and stopped giving them out to some little kids that were hanging out with him (this guy was actually a teacher and these were his students…). The purpose, and result, was great, but maybe next time we can challenge them to basketball or golf…
The girls are incredible with catching fish. Without bobbers, there is a knack in snagging fish. The girls have all the finesse, where as for myself, I lose about as many worms as the girls catch fish. The “hot spots,” as I found out, were next to the bank and trees –which of course the girls knew. I would have preferred to bring a quarter stick of dynamite…We brought home a bountiful of fish. Kelly was even able to snag one –it was the smallest thing ever, but her first ever!
When we were about to leave, Lisa made a bet with a guy that she could swim out to some bottle floating in the middle of the lake. She could not find Casey to swim with her, so I was the next best option. I have never been a distance swimmer, but was able to sidestroke my way out and back. By swimming out to the middle (roughly 300 ft), and back, the guy then gave Lisa his pack of cigarettes, and stopped giving them out to some little kids that were hanging out with him (this guy was actually a teacher and these were his students…). The purpose, and result, was great, but maybe next time we can challenge them to basketball or golf…
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