Every two years our family has a reunion up in the Ohiopyle, PA area. All the kids love to fish and there is a little unknown mountain pond that we found with walking distance to the house we rent. There is nothing more classic than fishing a worm under a bobber for some bluegills. The kids squeal with joy every time that bobber starts dancing on the pond water until it finally darts down.
I give the kids credit, we got drenched with a flash rainstorm on the way to the pond. We asked them if they wanted to turn back, but they all screamed 'no way!' So, we pushed forward and after 15-20 minutes the storm passed. Their perseverance was rewarded with dozens of bluegills and plenty of proud little fisherman.
