Gotta agree with "G"!
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For me it has to be the friends the enjoy fishing with me. Six new fishing buddies met just this year through c.com.
The tradition. My grandfather fished with my dad, then I had the opportunity to fish with both of them. Now that grandad is gone, every time I go and pick up his old pole it's like he's still there. And I can teach my sons things taught to me.
Jigging around cypress trees in the spring and just watching that cork disappear into the abyss.
Being there.