I didn't grow up rich but early in my childhood I loved to fish armed with cane poles, Zebco 33 rod and reels, digging my own worms with my neighborhood buddies we found creeks, hidden ponds and a small river within a few minutes bike ride from home. I learned from my grandpa to set out tree and throw lines to catch catfish, Sun Perch until we caught enough for a fish dinner and sometimes a mess of Crawdads thrown in pan or bait too.
Now armed with a boat and more expensive fishing gear I find the old methods of catching fish haven't changed that much. I still hold up a big fat fish towards heaven, sometimes and say, how about this one grandpa?! Just like I did when I was a little guy.
Great way to grow up and appreciate simple things!
Passingbye wrote:
I didn't grow up rich but early in my childhood I loved to fish armed with cane poles, Zebco 33 rod and reels, digging my own worms with my neighborhood buddies we found creeks, hidden ponds and a small river within a few minutes bike ride from home. I learned from my grandpa to set out tree and throw lines to catch catfish, Sun Perch until we caught enough for a fish dinner and sometimes a mess of Crawdads thrown in pan or bait too.
Now armed with a boat and more expensive fishing gear I find the old methods of catching fish haven't changed that much. I still hold up a big fat fish towards heaven, sometimes and say, how about this one grandpa?! Just like I did when I was a little guy.
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Those were the days that seemed endless. We never went in the house except to sleep and often slept out. In our teens we had Mitchell reels and would bring a frying pan, start a fire and cook what we caught for lunch. Mostly bluegills. We never got yelled at by the landowners. I guess they saw it as a “right of passage.”
That all ended for us when we noticed girls and got our drivers license.
With that began…..”The end of the innocence” and fishing changed from a way of life to a hobby.
I never leave the dock without several cane poles. They are my go to for fresh water fishing. I do the same thing, with fish. Before he died, I took my father in law fishing alot. He could'nt see the cork so I would say "Get him POP" and he would.
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Passingbye wrote:
I didn't grow up rich but early in my childhood I loved to fish armed with cane poles, Zebco 33 rod and reels, digging my own worms with my neighborhood buddies we found creeks, hidden ponds and a small river within a few minutes bike ride from home. I learned from my grandpa to set out tree and throw lines to catch catfish, Sun Perch until we caught enough for a fish dinner and sometimes a mess of Crawdads thrown in pan or bait too.
Now armed with a boat and more expensive fishing gear I find the old methods of catching fish haven't changed that much. I still hold up a big fat fish towards heaven, sometimes and say, how about this one grandpa?! Just like I did when I was a little guy.
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That’s why we love fishing so much. It’s ingrained into our lives. Cane poles, seining nets, worm fiddles, it was the greatest way to grow up.
I still want to make a cast when ever I’m near water.
Those were the good ol days for sure. Didn't have a care in the world back then
I bought this a few years back as it “spoke” to me.
I didn’t dig many crawlers, but my older Brothers sure taught me to pick them at night after a rain, or after we watered the lawn to get ready for fishin’.
Passingbye wrote:
I didn't grow up rich but early in my childhood I loved to fish armed with cane poles, Zebco 33 rod and reels, digging my own worms with my neighborhood buddies we found creeks, hidden ponds and a small river within a few minutes bike ride from home. I learned from my grandpa to set out tree and throw lines to catch catfish, Sun Perch until we caught enough for a fish dinner and sometimes a mess of Crawdads thrown in pan or bait too.
Now armed with a boat and more expensive fishing gear I find the old methods of catching fish haven't changed that much. I still hold up a big fat fish towards heaven, sometimes and say, how about this one grandpa?! Just like I did when I was a little guy.
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I grew up the same. Old country boy. Growing up in the early 60’s. We didn’t have much but we made it. My dad would take us fishing. We would play outside all day. Neighbors helping neighbors and the love, respect and fellowship. It’s so far from that today. It makes you go back and appreciate those times.
troyfrd1 wrote:
I grew up the same. Old country boy. Growing up in the early 60’s. We didn’t have much but we made it. My dad would take us fishing. We would play outside all day. Neighbors helping neighbors and the love, respect and fellowship. It’s so far from that today. It makes you go back and appreciate those times.
I agree with all of y'all and the difference when I was younger during Summer break from school was I could fish everyday and never get tired, now I still love it, but wear out after a few hours, especially if hauling in bigger catfish or stripers but the eating them sure makes it worth it.
Passingbye wrote:
I agree with all of y'all and the difference when I was younger during Summer break from school was I could fish everyday and never get tired, now I still love it, but wear out after a few hours, especially if hauling in bigger catfish or stripers but the eating them sure makes it worth it.
Just like my gardens. I can wait to taste the FRESH VEGETABLES.
Passingbye wrote:
I didn't grow up rich but early in my childhood I loved to fish armed with cane poles, Zebco 33 rod and reels, digging my own worms with my neighborhood buddies we found creeks, hidden ponds and a small river within a few minutes bike ride from home. I learned from my grandpa to set out tree and throw lines to catch catfish, Sun Perch until we caught enough for a fish dinner and sometimes a mess of Crawdads thrown in pan or bait too.
Now armed with a boat and more expensive fishing gear I find the old methods of catching fish haven't changed that much. I still hold up a big fat fish towards heaven, sometimes and say, how about this one grandpa?! Just like I did when I was a little guy.
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Loved that time in my life in the 1940s.
First outfit was a tree branch, bakery string and a safety pin. Few days later got two hooks for a penny and had a penny for candy because I found a Coke deposit bottle worth 2 cents. Circa summer of '44 but could have been '45.
troyfrd1 wrote:
I grew up the same. Old country boy. Growing up in the early 60’s. We didn’t have much but we made it. My dad would take us fishing. We would play outside all day. Neighbors helping neighbors and the love, respect and fellowship. It’s so far from that today. It makes you go back and appreciate those times.
Yessir, those were the best of days.
OJdidit wrote:
I bought this a few years back as it “spoke” to me.
I didn’t dig many crawlers, but my older Brothers sure taught me to pick them at night after a rain, or after we watered the lawn to get ready for fishin’.
Nice OJ, Leinenkrugels, has some pretty tasty Beers!😁🍻 As for the Fishing when younger, I dug worms, caught night crawler after dark, and got to fish with my Grandpa a lot.
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