After I lost the catfish we decided to move to another hole. After a short while, I lit a cigar and allowed my daughter the chance to practice her casting with the fly rod. She was doing OK. As the evening progressed, another hatch of white flies occurred. We were smack dab in the middle of it. It was getting rather dark so I decided to switch to something small and bright. I put on a size 10 retro lime-a popper but in balsa wood. I make mine square shaped as they seem to be a lot more quiet and glide through the water easier. After a few casts, my daughter had hook two long ears but lost both. Finally, she manged to land one who had eagerly swallowed the tasty looking popper. She was very excited about it. I took a photo of it but there isn't a flash on my cell phone camera so it didn't come out well. She was very happy though and promptly stated "OK we can go home now" and so we did. A night to remember for sure.
First long ear of the evening
Nice smallie taken on a Road Kill Nymph tied in white and black by me
This is what happens when you don't hold the smallie right and he jumps a little in your hands.
First fish ever on the fly rod all by herself.