You and me both, sister
Dad got us started when we were small, too. I was his fishing buddy until I left home in '72. After that, it was hard to get him to go out on the lake. I remember my first combo spinning outfit and that he made me practice with in the driveway. I spent hours throwing that rubber plug. Before I came along, he was a fly fisherman, and my older sister was tying flys at the age of seven.
It took a while to get my husband hooked on it, but we get out just about every weekend. Most men snicker and assume he's putting up with me in the boat Guess again, fat boy. - Roberta
"Anglers are born honest,
but they get over it." - Ed Zern