passing it back

[mikeyt]

[font "Courier"][black][font "Verdana"][black]Reading these posts has brought back a lot of great memories I have of fishing with my grandpa when I was younger. He had a boat and loved to take us out for some quality fishing. He lived in Salt Lake and I lived in Idaho, but we were still able to get out fishing quite a bit. In fact, the biggest fish I had caught up until a couple years ago was with my grandpa on a little reservoir in Idaho called Hawkins Basin. I wasn’t very old, but will never forget that. It was just a 3 pound Rainbow, but I was so young I thought it was huge. It was all I could do to lift it up for the picture []. I’ll have to dig through some of my parents old photo albums and try to find that pic.

My dad worked on a farm when I was young and never really had time to get out fishing with us. I know he used to fish when he was younger because he has an old tackle box and fishing pole in his storage room. He doesn’t work on the farm anymore and we have finally been able to get out fishing a couple times in the past couple years. I really would love to go out fishing with my grandpa again, but he is just too fragile. I offered to take him out and help him with the knot tying and landing the fish (he has had a couple strokes and is really weak and shaky). He said he just isn’t able to sit for that long anymore [unsure]. Anyway, thanks for letting me re-live some old memories.[/black][/font]

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