My Dad would tell me of the good 'ole days and I wish I could have fished then. I grew up in East Kentucky fishing creeks, rivers, and small lakes. I am 37 and have fished since I can remember, and I can see a difference in the habitat. The management of the sport is 500% better, but the decline in waters is 500% worse. Silt runoff from mining feels up a river in no time. I now live in East Tennessee and even though the waters don't suffer the effects of silt runoff, there are still considerable problems in habitat management. Rising and falling water levels during spawing season on the TVA Lakes is something that I think greatly effects our fisheries. I could go on, but I believe you get my picture. This is my opion: "50 years ago there was less polution and fewer people. Folks didn't hop from spot to spot, because of boat limitations and budget. They focused on what they had to fish and repeated it yearly. You would be hard pressed to find a fish that hasn't seen a bait this days." If each of us does our part we can make a difference for the future anglers. I do believe the stories that our fathers share with us though.
"Dude, where's my float?"