One of my fondest memories is of fishing with my daughter when she was a little girl. We were fishing off the bank of the Androscoggin River when she hooked into a large Trout. The resulting squeals of delight and the smile on her face indelibly imprinted this memory in me. My daughter and I often went fishing together back then, but life has a way of getting in the way. My life, her life. Things happen and our fishing excursions became less important.
This year, my daughter has decided to renew that fishing relationship. She bought her fishing license and with my help, picked out a fishing rod and some line. Yesterday after work we decided to go on a short fishing trip at a nearby pond. It was raining at the time but we decided to go anyway. Before we could go out though, I had to show her how to put her line on her reel and then showed her how to hook up a Texas rig plastic worm. We launched my canoe onto the rain spattered pond and she started fishing. I explained to her how to use the fishing setup she had on and what to look for when choosing a spot to cast to. It was a great experience being able to share fishing knowledge with her and it was a reminder of all those times we went fishing when she was younger.
She learns quick as you can tell from this photo.
When she hooked into this 3 lb. Largemouth Bass I relived that day on the Andro so many years ago. The squeals and the smile had returned and my heart soared. At that point there was no rain, no cold… nothing but the fantastic catch shared by father and daughter. Log another memory.
Great catch K. I’m happy I could share it with you.
tight lines, the Amateur Angler
“good company + good fishing = great memories”