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Chris The Cop

All I can tell you is that there is no feeling like seeing the look on my daughters' faces when they reel in a fish. Priceless.

And night bass fishing is a lot more exciting than I ever thought it would be.

darms

Little kid at my grandparent's lakehouse one summer managed to catch two small brim. Put 'em in a fish bucket & watched 'em swim the rest of the day. Got back to my grandparent's house, my grandmother takes him & them to the laundry, puts the fish bucket on the utility sink, hands him a big knife and instructs him to now "cut off their heads". Horror ensues, not from the bloody act but of the idea of the bloody act itself leading to one thoroughly traumatized little kid, namely me. The two brim are instead dumped in the deep portion of the creek behind my grandparents' house and this ex-little kid (now 52) never goes fishing again...

Batocchio

Fishing and gardening are two activities I appreciate as metaphors more than I do in real life. I understand their appeal to others, and am glad they make other people happy, but probably because I don't eat much fish and have allegeries, they just ain't my thing.

wasabi

This story brings back such fine memories of my Grandfather who did enjoy taking me fishing. I was the only one of six grandkids who had the patience to sit on the banks of a slow moving river and let the morning or afternood drift lazily by. I might have been the only one who could keep my mouth closed though. The big rule was "No talking, you'll scare the fish!"
Our family was not well off and with 6 kids, fishing was a great diversionary outing for our family and provided cheap food. Man, my mom could fry up some fish.Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. She had a rule which my dad never questioned. You catch 'em, you clean 'em. I still enjoy ripping into and gutting a keeper. My mouth waters the whole time.
My son loves to fish. He and I get up before the crack of dawn while the family is vacationing and make our best attempt at bringing in breakfast. Most of the time we're not successful, but we manage to have great conversations for a few hours while we enjoy the early morning sun light up the scene. My husband simply can't imagine why anyone would get out of bed before they absolutely needed to when they were on vacation. We learned early on not to take him along because he scares the fish.

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