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| Got back on Tuesday night, the white bass were still down river making their way up, we caught a few straglers and a mixed bag of Northerns, Walleye, Smallies, Crappie & Cat's.
All in all it was great just hanging out with my dad and cousin who I had just met for the first time. These are the best times to remember when you get older, fishing with your dad. My dad is 77 and I am 38, he was the first one to take me fishing. Although we don't get to see each other that much anymore, I still remember the first time he took me fishing.
Take a kid fishing and teach him something that he can use for the rest of his life, teach him to be an outdoorsman!!![:)] | |
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| I lost my dad to a stroke two years ago. The last trip we took together was on a tributary to the wolf. He was 87 at the time and I still remember every cast he took, because, I knew it would be one of are last floats together. Fishing with friends is great, but, there is nothing like fishing memorys with Pop.[:)] | |
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| Glad to see you had a good time on the Wolf, I fish it every couple of weeks when we visit the misses parents. They live between Fremont and New London on the river, actually the Big Cut portion. Things should be picking up nice for walleyes on there in the next few weeks. | |
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Wolf River Trip