What Is The Best Words A Grandad Can Hear From A Grandson While Fishing?

My two grandchildren visited from their home in Peterborough to stay over for a weekend. They are Sophia aged 13 and Elliot aged 8. They know I love fishing and asked if they could have a try.

One of my favourite lakes is a small family-owned lake at Hubberts Bridge, Boston.

I asked the lady owner if I could take the kids there as they are well-behaved and she approved. Her husband was a great guy called Simon and he had planned to build a bungalow overlooking the lake and retire.

Unfortunately, he died very suddenly when he was constructing the bungalow but he was so well thought of around the community that his friends rallied around and completed the home for his wife.

The lake is not very big and is usually not very busy. On this particular afternoon, we were the only ones in attendance. There are some nice carp, on average 3-5 lbs, along with bream and perch. I set up my granddaughter first. We used punched white bread as bait on a float, and she soon reeled in her first fish.

Then I got Elliott set up with the same rig, but he has a bait runner reel. They both kept me busy unhooking fish and baiting up for them. Suddenly Elliot shouted the immortal words “GANGEE”. He had hooked a brilliant carp and I had to lend a hand to reel it in the fish.

The fish weighed 5 lbs. Now he was hooked on fishing and concentrated on the float and casting – a truly brilliant day.

As an aside, we took the kids to the “We’ll Meet Again: WW2 Museum” in Freiston, Boston. This Museum is well worth a visit, it displays memorabilia from the World War.