FISH! Tales: Southeast
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
My favorite childhood memories are fishing on the Susquehanna River with Dad.
Posted: May 26, 2011 | Read More
I have many great memories and fishing tales of my father and I going fishing since I was 3 years old.
Posted: June 8, 2011 | Read More
When I was 14 years-old, my father and I took a weekend trip to Lake Talquin, Florida to do some night bream fishing.
Posted: June 9, 2011 | Read More
I am a fisherman as a direct result of time spent with my father and siblings fishing. My father was a pure nature lover and instilled the love of the outdoors in me.
Posted: June 9, 2011 | Read More
This story happened very recently — two weeks ago. My dad and I were fishing on Lake Fontana in North Carolina.
Posted: June 10, 2011 | Read More
My dad had a 12–foot wooden runabout that was powered mostly by one cylinder of a 2–cycle 10-horse-power Mercury.
Posted: June 14, 2011 | Read More
Fifty-four years ago, I had the good fortune to be born to a father that was a terrible fisherman. Fortunately for me, however is that he is also a very good dad.
Posted: June 14, 2011 | Read More
I was thirteen years-old when me and my dad were fishin', which of course, my dad and I were fishin' ever since I could walk.
Posted: June 15, 2011 | Read More
The year was 1967, I was five years-old, and my father loved to fish. My uncle had a farm, with a pond, and still does to this day.
Posted: June 15, 2011 | Read More
