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| My first fishing trips were with my dad going for blowfish (puffer). I was very young, perhaps 6 or 7 and have few memories of it other than catching lots of them. Dad rented a row boat and rowed for miles to the fishing grounds. Another memory is him rowing that heavy, woden boat to fishing (canoe surfer) grounds. Later he rented boats with a motor. Sometmes it was just us kids, sometimes me, being the oldest, would go with his buddies. I recall filling bushel baskets with blowfish and eating them pretty much all year because our freezer was always filled with them. After that it wasn’t trips per se. We had a cabin at a lake and we would catch sunfish/bluegills from the dock by the dozens. By the time I was about 12 I was taking the boat out myself and catching bass and pickerel and that was the beginning of my fishing life.
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Location: Brighton CO. | In the early 60's back in my dads hometown of Racine Wis. We caught some carp out of the Root river and took them home and burred them in the garden. Also remember a tornado watch that day. |
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| My first fish was before age 5 and was a bluegill caught on a small cane pole out of the Fox River at Frame Park in Waukesha. Not long after that I would go out with a great uncle who lived in Door County. He would take my dad and I out to the reefs to catch perch. True 'skillet' fishing Levelwind bait casters with black braid line and a pair of snelled hooks. He used screen door springs that he had cut in half for weights. That way the clients wouldn't be constantly snagged in the rocks below. |
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Location: SW Ohio | Not the first one but my Dad and I would go pretty often to small lakes and ponds in SE NY in a 12' jon boat with with an old Johnson outboard and oars. Bluegill, perch, crappie and the occasional bass. Fished the Hudson a few times but it was a cesspool back then. I kept that boat, outfitted it with a trolling motor but sold it in '83 before being stationed in Korea. |
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Location: Athens, Ohio | I was nearly 3 and we were living near Knoxville. Dad met up with his buddy, Howard Baker, Sr. and we went to Norris Lake for smallmouth. Now, some of this has been recalled for me, but I do remember sitting in the front of the V bottom tub we were renting and bundling up in the duffle bag full of clothes while the radio kept playing some silly slogan about New Years Eve. Sen. Baker told my dad at the start of the trip that I wouldn't last an hour, and was quite surprised when I lasted the day.
Apparently, I learned later, dad and the senator had a routine where they would advance their boats to a cove and one would take each end and they'd fish to the middle, pass the bottle to the next boat, and complete the cove before meeting at the next one...
I still have the silver cup with the gold plating inside that the Bakers gave mom and dad when I was born. pretty special stuff. m |
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