Wet lines

I grew up the son of a wildlife biologist in the state of Montana, and I have had alot of extraordinary experiences with my dad over the years. I guess that when you grow up fishing you sometimes forget that there are actually people out there who have never had the opportunity to experience it for themselves.

 I find that there are alot of people who just don’t understand why we will sit on a bank or wade a stream for hours on end just for the opportunity of feeling that electric tug on the other end of the line. As the years go by it seems that we as a people are moving away from the outdoor sports and with it we are finding our lifestyle in jeopardy. As we lose our fishing access to rivers and lakes, my heart grows sad that this wonderful way of life may someday be lost.

 So whenever I get the chance to introduce someone to fishing or the outdoors I jump. I have witnessed people who are against fishing, but will agree to try it just to get me off their back, come away from the experience with that quiet awe that I fealt as a child. When they feel that first tug and the fight of the fish they inevitably laugh like children and are hooked, no pun intended. So I encourage people to find a new friend and take them fishing. Let’s keep our way of life alive and strong.

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