With the arrival of winter, I was looking forward to the moment when I go with my father for winter fishing. Since December, I have been watching the weather, every morning I look out the window, hoping to see the minus temperature on the thermometer. Winter in our city is not always severe, usually severe frosts in mid-February. So it turned out that my father and I will go fishing in February. Coincidentally, we do not need to go to class, the school declared quarantine. And it made me very happy, because I have been waiting for this moment for too long. I waited impatiently for dad's day off, having prepared my gear in advance.
My father is an avid fisherman. Even when he was a boy, as old as I am now, constantly ran to the river with a homemade rod. That instilled in me a love for fishing. And I think that there is nothing better than to spend time with my father for such an interesting occupation.
Having collected the things we went to the car. To the pond we had to go a couple of hours, quite a long time. But my father said that the tedious road is nothing compared to the pleasure that we get from fishing. A few hours later we were there. From the trunk we got our ice pick and a box of gear. After a short walk on the snow-covered ice we stopped to smoke holes. This is a very complex exercise, it is necessary to exert maximum physical effort. That's why my father took the job. Fifteen minutes later, my father made about ten holes in the area. Before fishing, we went around all the holes, pre-feeding the fish. Having done all the procedures we began to the process. We are caught in kiwocol the bait, and the bait used of mosquito larvae, in common maggot. According to my father, this is one of the best lures for winter fishing. Leaning over our holes, we began to fish, and after a few minutes on my hook hung a small perch. After half an hour, about our holes lay with two dozen perch. But this is a small fish, and so wanted to catch a large specimen, such as pike. So we decided to install imitation fish, and as bait to use a small perch. Ten minutes later, the imitation fish were installed, and we had only to wait for the device to work and show a red flag. We didn't have to wait long. The first imitation fish worked and I rushed to it to get the first pike. With a little effort, it was in my hands. Joy filled me, the smile never left my face. Then began the feeding period, each of us raced on the beach, eager to get the predator out of the hole. By the end of fishing we were very tired, but at the same time got a lot of pleasure from the process of catching pike. And with happy faces took its catch home.