How My Friend Got Me Into Fishing When I Was a Lad
posted on 17 February 2011 | posted in
Recreation and Hobbies
When I was a boy I took a big interest in fishing through a friend. I remember how my neighbor - who was a boy my age - got me into it. I jumped right in. Him and his father would go out two or three times a week with their rods and carp tackle and bass tackle. They would always invite me along. My father had a very demanding job, but always made time for our fishing trips. I was in a small town where the bass fishing was excellent. Heals Pond was the name of the the place I went most often. We would load a canoe on the top of this Ford Escort and off we would go. I can remember looking through Bass Pro magizines and picking out the boat I wanted. We would order lures and they would mail them to us. I learned alot, and now that I am a little older, I don't fish nearly as much, but when I do, I know what I'm doing.
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