My first memory of fishing was when I was about 5 years old. It was a thrill to get up while it was still dark outside. Mom made me a thermos full of hot chocolate and Dad a thermos of coffee.

Dad took me out to Winchester Bay, with a fishing buddy of his. It was also my first time in a boat! Well long story short, I pulled in a sunfish. Ah what a great experience! To cap off the day, Mom fried up the fish and I got to eat the Sunfish. Dad said it was my catch and my dinner. Yum-yum!

I still think of that day often when I am fishing, even some 40 years later. Best time I ever had.

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