Your First Fish Story...

[Fish Flogger]

OMG Jim, that picture is priceless!! 

-FF

[BigJim]

Damn!  Nice Tan Jim!!

Where was that taken?

LOL!!

Yeah, a few weeks in the sun and my half Honduran skin takes over! 

The pic was taken in the back of my grandma's house in New Orleans, where we spent all our summers fishing out in the Gulf of Mexico.

 

Sincerely,

Jim

[Fish Flogger]

Probably TMI, but I learned a lot of great lessons fishing from my Dad (patience, perseverance, respect for the environment to name a few)...but also some bad ones as well.....I remember on these trips how when he got frustrated or angry he would kick the cooler or an empty beer can and curse and bang the steering wheel or whatever....typical stuff really...

Always made me feel shitty and scared and I promised myself I would never do that with my own family....

Surprise, surprise I find myself doing the exact same shit now with my wife in front of my daughter... 

Been working on not doing it and have been having some success....but still got a long way to go...

We all have things we need to work on in our lives Jim. None of us are perfect but we do our best with the tools that we were given. I can't imagine you as anything but an amazing father. Keep doing your best. I foresee your daughters growing into very strong women with a healthy idea of what a man should be.

-FF

[BigJim]

Probably TMI, but I learned a lot of great lessons fishing from my Dad (patience, perseverance, respect for the environment to name a few)...but also some bad ones as well.....I remember on these trips how when he got frustrated or angry he would kick the cooler or an empty beer can and curse and bang the steering wheel or whatever....typical stuff really...

Always made me feel shitty and scared and I promised myself I would never do that with my own family....

Surprise, surprise I find myself doing the exact same shit now with my wife in front of my daughter... 

Been working on not doing it and have been having some success....but still got a long way to go...

We all have things we need to work on in our lives Jim. None of us are perfect but we do our best with the tools that we were given. I can't imagine you as anything but an amazing father. Keep doing your best. I foresee your daughters growing into very strong women with a healthy idea of what a man should be.

-FF

Thanks buddy...words of wisdom right there.

One more from the archives....little older and a little nicer fish. 

Yellowfin Tuna caught off the coast of Oman.

 

 

Sincerely,

Jim

[Sin Coast]

Nice shorts Jim! 

I can't remember my first fish but I've been fishing since age 5 or so. And I remember a lot of my firsts still. Like my first LMB on a plastic worm, first 10-catfish day, first pikeminnow lol...and that first camping trip with just me & my Dad at Sardine Lake.

[lapulapu]

Jim, Pat...you guys crack me up!   You guys look so innocent looking kids.   

Rey

[reelfish]

The first fish story I can remember is when I was 4 or 5 years old. We were visiting my grand parents in Tennessee. My Grandfather told me we were going to catch some bluegill and took me over to his mulch pile, handed me a tin can and we started to dig up some redworms. He had already made up a cane pole for me . We walked to the back yard where there was a lake a maybe a hundred yards away. We got up on the road were there was a cement tunnel and some boulders and we must have caught what seemed like a hundred bluegill. Well we stopped fishing and went home after a while with a bucket full of fish. After we got home he showed me how to clean a bluegill and then he disappeared. He left me to clean all those fish. But I had fun doing it even with all the spines that had poked me and we had bluegill and fried okra for dinner. That's how you eat back there in them there hills of Tennessee. We went back the next day but took my older brother along this time he had the same setup with the cane pole and redworms but he could not catch a fish. Now my brother is 3 years older than me and can do every thing better and faster but not this time. We had the same success as the day before. He was getting disappointed after a while and just as we were going to leave he hooked a good size fish and he started to lift it up, got it just to his hand and it came off but fell into a bucket half floating in the water. He went down the bank and grabbed the bucket to get his fish and found a hole in the bucket I swearer he has not ever fished again since that day at least not with me. I still bring it up sometimes when I see him and its like he's still disappointed about it.