Fishing season opens on Mother's Day weekend every year I believe. Last week a mom I know went fishing with her two boys and their dad. The fellas caught mom's fishing pole after one of her aggressive casts launched the pole into the pond. The floating bobber marked the location of the submerged rod and the boys were able to hook the line. No fish were caught but the boys have a memory to last a lifetime.
I remember a Mother's Day on the boat with our boys. Fishing, wading in the water, nothing exciting. Just memorable.
A dad told me today he has a tradition of going trout fishing on the opener with his 18 year old son. It seems the tradition will be broken this year. The son is going alone and the dad is going to work on Sunday. Of course, there is always next year. When we don't know, it all seems so limitless.
Go fish.
Thursday, May 05, 2016
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