Had the grandkids yesterday late afternoon and they were full of piss and vinegar to do something. I got them busy outside helping me turn over the garden beds and they started collecting worms that were dug up. I like them in my garden so I had to try and slow them down which didn't really work. So I offered to take them down to the river to fish. Santa had given each one of them a Spiderman or Batman fishing pole so they were excited to go try them out. With a small container of worms in hand we went down to what was left of the river. I took them under the bridge, the only semi-real water left it seems and we tossed out two lines baited with worms. Both bobbers took a nose dive pretty quick and they each caught a little brim. Now they were excited - always better to go catching instead of fishing. Over the next 30 minutes they each caught 5-6 more brim - just enough action to keep them interested. The rock throwing was just getting started when the youngest ones bobber took off upriver. I think it would have pulled him along but the drag (if you can call it that) was made of plastic and line was heading out quickly. He/we played it briefly and I am pretty sure it was a gar. The line quickly broke before the reel did and everyone was back on board now so I retied his line and we fished until dark but with nothing else to show for it. I have fished a lot down here but these boys always seem to find the gar with these dang plastic rigs. I am going to have to talk to Santa about getting them better gear next year. Keep your lines tight, be safe and have a blessed day.