Stop Explaining Yourself. Just Stop.
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I have been a fisher since my early days of childhood, I was deemed my Dad’s fishing buddy. I swear I am no longer his fishing buddy simply because I always showed him up, usually catching a larger fish and so forth. Maybe it was just that time got busy, I grew older, we grew apart for a bit, I do not know. What I do know now is that my Dad is still a fisher and my sons wish to be!
One year I bought a fishing license and so did my ex husband, we took them boys out fishing along with my daughter. Let me tell you what, I did not realize how gross it is to try to get that worm on that hook! Apparently I have part girly girl in my genes because there is no way on Earth I shall ever put a worm on the hook by myself … wonder if I had ever done that as a child? Probably.
The boys love worms. The boys love fishing. The boys do not care if they are bit up by 100 mosquitoes to go fishing. They are just happy to be fishing. The daughter is more into fishing than I am, but still is bothered by the bugs from time to time like me. A couple years ago, my ex husband and I taught Kiara how to use a woman’s pole instead of those little kid fishing poles. She used it amazingly, all the while telling me I could not touch the darn thing because I would get it caught in a tree every single time I tried to set it out to water for fishies to bite.
While snow is still on the ground and ice is thawing out, it’s time for this family to start looking into getting a fishing license again and getting some fishing gear, thankfully there are many websites and in person stores to help with all of those fishing rod, tackle and shopping needs such as AnglingDirect. Those kids will make a fisher woman out of me yet ….