08-08-2005, 09:59 PM
Danzilla
Enjoy this second fishing career with your dad. I got to enjoy mine the last to years. My dad also quit fishing for about ten years. He always was to busy to go. As a kid he used to take me every thursday up Mirror Lake highway and we would fish up and down the canyon but mostly on the North Fork of the Provo River. We also spent most weekends somewhere camping and fishing. Then my did a project in California and we didnt go fishing for a good ten years. He also said his legs were not good enough to wade the rivers anymore. We almost exclusively fly fished in my younger years. Well about ten years ago I bought a boat and tried to get him to go out with me but he also resisted for about a year. Then one trip trip to the Berry I caught a 28 inch rainbow and that did it. He started talking about all the great times we had fishing and the big fish he had caught. Well the next day found us at Strawberry. We fished alot after that and I'm grateful he finally went with me again. My dad passed away in January and my trip to Alaska was also to spread dads ashes. I have had a hard time this year going fishing. In fact until we went to Alaska I only made it out three times. A far cry from every almost weekend I had spent spent fishing most my life. And one of those I never wetted a line just watched the nephews fish. His memory is still the the strongest when I have a pole in my hand. So I would urge anyone else who has not been fishing with there dad for a while, to do what it takes to get at least one more trip with the old man. It will be some of your greatest memories once he's gone.
[signature]
Enjoy this second fishing career with your dad. I got to enjoy mine the last to years. My dad also quit fishing for about ten years. He always was to busy to go. As a kid he used to take me every thursday up Mirror Lake highway and we would fish up and down the canyon but mostly on the North Fork of the Provo River. We also spent most weekends somewhere camping and fishing. Then my did a project in California and we didnt go fishing for a good ten years. He also said his legs were not good enough to wade the rivers anymore. We almost exclusively fly fished in my younger years. Well about ten years ago I bought a boat and tried to get him to go out with me but he also resisted for about a year. Then one trip trip to the Berry I caught a 28 inch rainbow and that did it. He started talking about all the great times we had fishing and the big fish he had caught. Well the next day found us at Strawberry. We fished alot after that and I'm grateful he finally went with me again. My dad passed away in January and my trip to Alaska was also to spread dads ashes. I have had a hard time this year going fishing. In fact until we went to Alaska I only made it out three times. A far cry from every almost weekend I had spent spent fishing most my life. And one of those I never wetted a line just watched the nephews fish. His memory is still the the strongest when I have a pole in my hand. So I would urge anyone else who has not been fishing with there dad for a while, to do what it takes to get at least one more trip with the old man. It will be some of your greatest memories once he's gone.
[signature]