 My Uncle...
My fishing mentor was my uncle... He got me started when I was just a little guy. I can remember fishing a small river w/ worms and bobbers like one time and then it was all flyfishing after that.
We flyfished the sweet water all over Eastern CT and RI. He and his friends were some bunch of guys for a little kid to hang around... I really loved it. It was also fun to watch him teach my own dad to flyfish (after he had taught me). There's something REALLY gratifying about watching your own dad get schooled by HIS older brother when you're like 12.
Needless to say I miss him a lot. |