Crossed off an item on my Bucket List today: Icefish!
Thank you to my wonderful Pake (grandpa) for drilling all the holes; keeping me cozy in your fancy shanty; overturning a bucket to become my ice fishing throne; showing me how social of a sport it is; and letting me drive while you’re sitting on the tailgate, dragging the shanty behind.
Most of all, thanks for putting up with me. From “spazzing out” when I held a fish (his words), to using timbits as bait (not as effective as I had hoped) and swearing that I had seen a mermaid (might have been my own reflection…).
Love ya Pake!
No surprise here.. you’re still fashionable and gorgeous while icefishing. Such a model. I’m glad you could spend time with your grandpa while crossing off the list!
You’re too sweet Sarah! Gramps gave me a hard time for my zebra-print scarf. He said it was scaring the fish away!