East Bank Park

Sophie and I went fishing again this evening while Iz was at gymnastics. Her rod fell all apart last time so she had to use Isabel's. I tried a rig with the weight at the end of the line, the hook about 2 feet up and a plastic lure, whatever that rig's called. I thought it was a Carolina Rig, but apparently not, or maybe it is, I'm sure somebody knows. I got several solid hits, but nothing took the hook. Sophie got nothing. Little bream weren't even nibbling. It was like somebody hit the off switch on the fish. We both got snagged more than usual. That was kind of interesting. Ahh, better luck next time.