Reliving My Past
When I was a kid we spent so much time on Pueblo Reservoir, south of Colorado Springs, that it could have passed as our second home.
I have logged countless hours fishing off the rear sundeck of a boat.
So, why shouldn't they?
I owned my first fishing rod when I was 2. I'm not sure when I started baiting my own hook, or taking my own fish off. I'm confident there's a special place in heaven for the grandparents who patiently took me fishing, even if that meant that I was going to cast out and reel in 10 million times in one afternoon.
Fishing is one of my most treasured childhood memories.
So, I'm going to do everything I can to make it their's.
Our family vacation time, as a kid, almost always involved a boat. I have a very strong love & respect for lakes & rivers now.
I can only hope that my children will learn to love time on the water, just as I do.
Watching a boat motor throw a rooster tail is as familiar to me as my own reflection.
Thank you God, for helping me pass these memories down to my kids.