Absolutely awesome!
To All,
As some here know, I'm a TX Master Naturalist & am involved in a volunteer program that helps poor/city kids learn to fish.
IF you have "spare" rods/reels/lures/bobbers/sinkers/etc. & you do not need/want, look for a child to give them to, as MANY children today come from single/NO parent houses & simply cannot afford any tackle.
(Over the last year our local TMN chapter has "equipped" over 100 kids with a basic panfish outfit.- I get the ones that I pass out come from garage sales.)
yours, tex
Thank you . God bless you
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Older couple out enjoying the day, just bought new boat been setting up three years. Well they decided to go for a ride. They went past me and a couple hours later here they came with troll ing motor. They said motor wouldn't crank.I offered a tow, they accep ted. Towed them aprox 4 mile. Happy campers they were!
We are all going to need a tow one day.
Good on you.
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Proud Member of Team Geezer!Chucks LIKED above post
That’s the problem these days… we stopped looking out for each other and caring about each other! It’s all for ourselves! Glad to see somebody caring about somebody else! Great work man! Keep it up brother!
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I have not needed a tow yet. ( my day is coming I am sure of it). I have towed a few. It can be a long hot trip back to the ramp
The love for fishing is one of the best gifts you can pass along
I had to have a tow back in the early 90’s. Sauger fishing below Pickwick dam, by myself. Boat had been running fine, almost sundown, gonna crank up and make 1 more drift. Motor cranked but running on 1 of its 3 cylinders, if you can call that running. It’s January, about 30 degrees, the sun is setting, and all of a sudden not another boat in sight. No cell phone in those days. First boat that passed wouldn’t look my way. The last boat on the river besides me, they stop for me. 2 guys from somewhere up around duck river, in a bass boat. They towed me up current about 10 miles. Every time they’d try to plane off, my boat would go crazy darting side to side, scared us all. So that 10 miles was at 5-10 miles an hour. They were in danger of running out of gas with pulling me like that. But we made it back to the ramp, frozen stiff. I only had $20 on me which I gave them and apologized- know that didn’t cover their gas even back then. Forever in their debt, wish I’d got a name.
Ended up being a faulty fuel line bulb causing my problems. I will replace one in a minute now if I even suspect it’s bad.
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Lost a fuel pump in a 25hp pull start Yamaha about 7 miles from the ramp. Pump up the bulb, crank and run a couple a hundred feet, motor would stall. Rinse and repeat for 3 hours. Would have been a lot better if I could kept the carbs filled with the bulb but no dice
The love for fishing is one of the best gifts you can pass along
Well my friends, I just spent time reading this entire thread. I was raised with the "Do unto others" way of being. I don't think I have a story to bring tears to people's eyes but I know I have helped out a few folk in my years of being. Yes, I have given away things and helped people in need of help. To me those were just small acts of " as I would have ." I started fishing as a child with my Grandfather and Dad. My first rod was bought at an old time bait shop that was on the way to my Grandfather's fishing cabin on the French Broad river. It was my first two piece rod. It was put in lay-away and I was required to pay for it myself I used my allowance money. and any money I could earn. Now this $5 rod took a spell to pay for at 50 cents a week. One day as I was making my payment my dad asked how much was owed. Well, the $2 to pay it off was still a ways off for me. To my amazement my dad paid it off. I stood there wide-eyed not know what to say, and then once we got to the cabin he pulls out an old half-bell Record reel he had used for years and handed it to me. He helped me mount it and load the string and set it up. His words to me were "Now take care of this and make sure you don't break or lose it!" I still have this wooden rod and the reel. My Dad and Grandfather have both passed but I will never let this rod go. I caught my first fish on it and used it for for many years. A couple years ago my daughter who loves to catch catfish wanted to go fishing so we ended up on the bank just to catch some gills. She did not have a rod of her own. After catching more and bigger gills than me and the day was almost over, I gifted her my best rod and spinning reel. Thanks Dad for raising me right.
I have received far more in blessings than I have extended. Thanks to our Holy Father.
Thanks to all who keep this post alive. I am glad for the tears of happiness the stories bring me, and look forward to many more. With all the greed, hate, and just plain meanest in the world today it is great to have a place to meet and share with others who share kindness and brotherhood/ sisterhood.
Catch all you can when you can!
An old man in his old boat having fun!
FISHING REPORT: ‹Caught two docks, 3 trees and a stump- threw them back!