To fish that is.......:smile2: Who taught you how to fish? Father, brother, grandfather, family friend? And how old were you when you have your earliest memories of fishing? For me, my Dad taught me mostly, in combination with a dear family friend named Garland, who taught my Dad to fish. Two of the best fishermen that I have ever known. I like to think some of that rubbed off on me, but I could never bring home some of the stringers they used to! I was 4 years old the first time I remember going fishing with my Dad, back then it was just ponds, to help him and Garland catch bait, or watch the sein crawdads. My first trip to the river, and "real" fishing was at age 7, you should have seen me trying to keep up with dad walking down the edge of that wheat field to get to our spot on the river. Dad was known as a fast walker back then, and you think he was going to slow down for me? Hell no! Glad he didn't now though!:big_smile: I did not catch anything that night, but still is probably best memory of any fishing trip I have ever had, even the ones where I have caught a stringer full!