Who introduced you to fishing?
Texas Fishing
Just curious and at what age? I remember being 4 year old and my dad taking me to a farm pond near the house. We had to make sure the cows and bulls weren't loose. Great fishing we caught a ton of bass out of that little pond.
Who got you into it?
First time I went fishing was with my brother. He was 11 years older than me. Then 6years later i started fishing by my self. He was married then and had moved away from home. I took my money from chopping Johnson grass from the Cotton plants that summer and bought a Zebco 33 reel and a 6 foot rod. 10 hours a day for all of 70 Cents and hour. LOL
Prayed for short 1/4 miles rows. LOL
The 1/2 miles rows were so much longer in the Arizona summer sun. The water was back at the truck.
That setup killed a lot of fish during the next 3 years.
saw1
Loc: nor cal Windsor
audigger53 wrote:
First time I went fishing was with my brother. He was 11 years older than me. Then 6years later i started fishing by my self. He was married then and had moved away from home. I took my money from chopping Johnson grass from the Cotton plants that summer and bought a Zebco 33 reel and a 6 foot rod. 10 hours a day for all of 70 Cents and hour. LOL
Prayed for short 1/4 miles rows. LOL
The 1/2 miles rows were so much longer in the Arizona summer sun. The water was back at the truck.
That setup killed a lot of fish during the next 3 years.
First time I went fishing was with my brother. He ... (
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My Dad. He loved to fish but work kept him too busy to go very often.
I was probably bout 3 years old when I started.
I was just gettin old enough to really appreciate the time with my Dad, I was 11, and he died at age 39.
I still loved to hunt and fish and went whenever somebody would take me, which wasn't very often.
I got my driver's license at age 14 and have been takin myself for over 56 years.
I'm. On the water bout ever chance I get.🤠👍
More than 70 years ago my father and I would walk to the nearest pond where I used fatback on a hook at the end of black thread on a sapling. Didn’t catch much.
saw1
Loc: nor cal Windsor
NJ219bands wrote:
More than 70 years ago my father and I would walk to the nearest pond where I used fatback on a hook at the end of black thread on a sapling. Didn’t catch much.
We use to tie bacon fat on a string, no hook, tied to a pole and catch BIG crawdads out of the tank/pond back in Texas.
If I remember correctly it was my Dad while on vacation about 58 years ago and I caught an 11” bluegill. My Brothers freaked out as it was huge on my little Zebco 202 and about a 4’ rod. I was hooked as well!
dbed
Loc: POMME DE TERRE LAKE MISSOURI
Nobody I was 16 and my brother 17 when we moved from Nebraska to a farm on the Jack's Fork River in Southern Missouri. With money made from selling cordwood to the charcoal plant we bought 2 cheap rods and reels and some hooks started fishing
My Dad, he was a very good fisherman. And I have carried on the tradition, taught all my daughters how to fish, and several other young people including my grandchildren. What a joy it realy is. Feel sorry for those who don't understand fishing and it's rewards!!!!
cruzfishing wrote:
Just curious and at what age? I remember being 4 year old and my dad taking me to a farm pond near the house. We had to make sure the cows and bulls weren't loose. Great fishing we caught a ton of bass out of that little pond.
Who got you into it?
My father did, when I was maybe 3-4 yrs old. Started out fishing for Bullheads, after dark, with Nightcrawlers. The following summer I started fishing during the day, and caught Panfish and Bass. At about 5-6 we started going to the shore, and renting boats. We fished for Flounder off the beach, and Blackfish off the breakwaters. He bought our first boat when I was 9, a 26ft Dodge Cabin Cruiser. Been fishing ever since.
My father taught me, and we fished regularly in Red River (Texas). I caught my first catfish in the river with my own willow pole, line and worm for bait on Mother's Day, 1945. Just Sayin...RJS
It would be my dad that taught me about fishing. I was born in January and that August my family was camping and fishing in the upper peninsula of Michigan. Obviously I didn't go fishing for a few years, but that was dad's annual vacation with the family.
My first memory of fishing was when I was six years old, with my dad. It was at Wyandotte Co. Lake on opening weekend, in early March. We were fishing off the bank, and I was freezing!
To warm up, my dad had me walk up and down the hill behind us. That was the first of hundreds of great memories I have of fishing with my dad. I look forward to the day we can fish together again- in Heaven… 🙏🏻
Larry M
Loc: North Clairmount, San Diego
My aunt and uncle taught me at Otay Lake in San Diego.
DCGravity
Loc: Fairfax, VA (by way of Cleveland OH)
My dad off the seawall boulders at Edgewater Park in Cleveland. I was about five. Yellow perch on a minnow with dad's old (South Bend?) spincaster. I'll never forget how odd I thought it was that the minnows we picked up at the bait shop were in blue colored water.
A couple of years ago, I was on the freeway and saw a sign for 'Fisherman's retreat', a place where Dad used to take us from time to time. I decided to stop to see what I could remember. I found the same tree at the waters' edge where Dad showed me how to fish for bluegill with a bobber and a worm. That opened the tap, and I was lost in memories for awhile.
Thanks, Dad!
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