My 19 month old son, Tripp, caught his first fish ever today, a beautiful speckled trout on a popping cork with a Z-Man StreakZ underneath. His mama helped him hold and steady the rod, but he did most of the work getting the fish to the boat. We had a tough time getting the rod out of his hand for the rest of the trip. He’d just hold the pole over the side and stare at the tip. I guess he has the killer instinct. I am so proud and thankful for such as wonderful gift on father’s day.
