FISH! Tales: Saltwater Fishing
During a recent business trip to Charleston, SC, and after a full day and a half of sitting through meetings, the 15 or so of us that were sticking around afterwards for a fishing trip were itching to get out on the water.
Posted: May 13, 2011 | Read More
Just the other day, my father and I fished the Waterways at Moriches in New York like we did when I was a kid.
Posted: June 7, 2011 | Read More
I am nine years-old.
Posted: June 8, 2011 | Read More
I was around 8 years-old when my dad started taking me out fishing on Saturdays. We'd get up around 4:00 AM, put on the coffee percolator — too bad they're out-of-style now-a-days — and get ready. I loved that smell.
Posted: June 10, 2011 | Read More
When I was a kid, I grew up spending summers at our family camp in Maine.
Posted: June 13, 2011 | Read More
One of my favorite stories I like to tell about fishing takes place when I was a young boy with my dad, the day we went out to Grissly/Suisun Bay in northern California.
Posted: June 13, 2011 | Read More
My father started me fishing at the age of three and when it came to the outdoors, we were inseparable.
Posted: June 14, 2011 | Read More
My greatest quality time I had was fishing with my dad, Paul "Bear" L. He first took me fishing at age five in 1974.
Posted: June 15, 2011 | Read More
Back in the late 1960's, my dad would take us out in an old home-made 20-ft. boat off San Diego, California.
Posted: June 17, 2011 | Read More
My real dad was into Golfing and not much in my life either. He never went with me or took me fishing. My mom and dad were divorced and my step dad pretty much raised me.
Posted: June 17, 2011 | Read More
