I am 60 and started sitting on the boat seat with dad soon as I could hold a fishing pole .:Rofl
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I am 60 and started sitting on the boat seat with dad soon as I could hold a fishing pole .:Rofl
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I'm 70 and best I can remember I was probably around 6yrs old before I actually held a pole and fished ... but I was probably "along for the ride" at an earlier age. My Dad wasn't all that much of a fisherman, but my Mom & her parents were avid Crappie anglers. I've been fishing every year since, except for the 2yrs ('68-'70) I was in the Army.
I caught a 3# catfish at 4, remember it like yesterday.
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Jackie that is one cool pic man!!!
Somewhere there is a pic of me in a play pen on the dam of a farm pond before I was 1, so I been fishing that pond for almost 55 years!!
Very nice Jackie, that’s a cool photo!
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Before memories of school. What ever that age was. Before the days of daycare and kindergarten. Then daycare was a hoe and the cotton field and soybean field. kindergarten was again a hoe in the garden.
About 6 years old. Used a safety pin, cotton string, cork out of a snuff bottle, and any branch I could find for a pole. Any of
the stock ponds around the house were full of sun fish and Poly Wog cats. Earth worms and grass hoppers were my baits of
choice.
Wow wish I could remember at what age, I remember being a hellofa spooner scraping scales back in the day. A lot of fond memories of fishing with my dad, wish he was still here to go again with me. :(
My earliest memories were probably around 4 or 5 years old for about anything. But I distinctly remember night fishing on Greers Ferry with my family in our old Arrowglass ski boat. When we would get tired and ready for bed and my parents would make my sister and me a pallet under the bow of the boat. I can still remember what that unfinished fiberglass looked like. I thought it was spider webs, a little freaky for a 4 or 5 year old. I also remember hanging Coleman lanterns on the cedar tree limbs to fish under and a couple of times the limbs would burn in two and drop the lanterns into the lake. And of course I remember my dad being pissed off about losing a new lantern. But man we caught the crappie in those days.
From what my folks told me I was on the bank in bassinet in at 2 months. Been wetting a line ever since. My first crappie was at 8 years old (1971) in a bar pit near Minturn. I remember it well because my buddy and I had never seen anything like it before.
Ever sence Moby Dick was a MINNER!!!!!! Lol
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I am a 56' model and was fortunate to grow up in a huntin,fishin,country folk family.I am sure there was earlier fishing experiences but while in 1st and 2nd grade my parents owned/ran Fish Haven fishing resort on the Osage river below Bagnell dam (Lake Ozark). Could only guess how many hours of my life have been spent fishing.... Have enjoyed every second.
I was introduced to fishing on the old Tombigbee river . Was most likely 6-7 yrs. old . The smell of my granddad's pipe , using a crayfish rake, digging worms, fetching a Falstaff beer , toting the home grown pole with a 12 inch quill on it . Going home and watching dad and pop , boil water to dip catfish and wipe them clean with a toe-sack, then scaling the rest . To this day every time I smell a pipe this crosses my mind .
I was introduced to fishing by my grandmother and step grandfather. They fished daily to provide for their table, they pretty much ate fish every day. When he took me bream fishing for the first time...I was "hooked" lol. Running down the White River in his little boat, running trotlines and bream fishing that summer, best fun an 8 year old boy could have :-)
Eagle 1, tell me more about dipping the cats in boiling water. I've never hear of it. Do you get the same results as dipping a tomato?Quote:
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From 5 or 6 in my grandad's ponds. A cane pole with a "popping bug" as he called it, would catch everything in the pond. When it was caltapa worm season, then we would use a hook and cork. A couple years later I was allowed to take the little wooden one-man boat out. What a hoot! My grandmother taught me how to dig for earthworms near where the washing machine water dumped out. I developed a love for fishing there on that farm that has lasted over 50 years now. Still just as excited as ever for the next trip :-)
I remember my mother saying they used to scald Catfish and scraped the hide . Think it was just the slime but I too would like to know .Quote:
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Remember it like yesterday. My grandfather had just retired from running the little country post office in the town we lived in. This was in SE Oklahoma. The church had a retirement party for him and they gave him all kinds of fishing stuff. Now far as I know he was never a fisherman but had said something about fishing when he retired. Now I was 4 years old at the time and if grandpa took a step I was in his tracks. So first trip off we go. Ole 1946 Chevy sedan with cane poles strapped to the roof. Went down a old country dirt road and came to a stop next to a cotton field. Going to a creek but had to cross this cotton field, couldn't have been more than 200 yards but to this 4 year old that couldn't see above the cotton stalks it was miles. The thing I remember most was walking through this field full of chuckle burs. They were getting stuck in my hair and shirt and remember crying for grandpa to help me. He just kept on walking and told me to keep up. Well we get to this creek bank and start rigging up poles. Got our cane poles set up and I caught a big bream on a catalpa worm right off the bat. Then grandpa rigged up a extendable fiberglass pole the church had given him. This thing must have been 14-15 ft long and limber. We were up on a ledge on the bank and it was probably 6-8 feet to the water. He gets a bite and pulls on that pole well this thing just doubled up and the fight was on. Up and down the bank they went, finnaly he got this big ole flathead pulled up on the bank below us then he had to slide down that bank to get the fish. It was quite the show for me. That thing was probably 5 lbs or so but was a pure monster fish to my young eyes. Well to say the least I have been hooked every since. I could go on for hours about the fishing trips I spent with him. But the most important part of our trips was the life lessons and Christian values he instilled in me while we were sitting on a bank watching our corks waiting on a bite. Would give anything to be able to spend one more day with him on that ole creek bank.
As long as I can remember and I've had my son beside me every chance I get since he was in diapers.
I'm 58 and have been fishing since I was 5. My dad did not fish but my grandpa did. He was a farmer and lived on the bank of Bayou Bartholomew. Thats where I spent my summers driving tractors and chopping cotton. During the summer we would set trotline's in the bayou for catfish using crawfish we got out of the road ditches with his home made drag (still have the drag). Also caught good crappie in the bayou on minnows.
Then when the crops was laid by we pulled out the flat bottom Duracraft and 3 horse Johnson (later he bought a 6 horse, we were moving up) cane poles, minnows and rod and reels and put it in the bed of his truck and headed to the lakes. Look out crappie here we come and we did catch good crappie back then and came home and scrape them with a spoon. The ones we did not eat then grandma would put them in a milk cartoon and freeze them for later. This was in the mid 60's to early 70's and grandpa smoked a pipe with Prince Albert from the red can. He's no longer with us and I really miss them days and wish I could go back one more time.
I’m 55 and best i can remember is about 12. I went with my dad and uncle. Don’t remember fishing anymore to about 45 after my dad die and i got his old pole’s.
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I'm 63. Probably started at 3 or so. Lived within 1/2 mile of the Atchafalaya River in south Louisiana until I left for the USAF at 18. Of course fishing included trot lines for catfish and crabs,crawfishing,shrimping, frogging and cane poles. We pretty much always had a shrimp boat of some kind, except when a log came through the bottom and sunk it.(sad time) And when I was stationed at Eglin Florida I had a 12 ft jon with a 9.9 Johnson. I carried it on top a Chevy Vega with the 9.9 in the back.Wish I had a picture. Could get to a lot of small lakes. In fact I don't remember many times in my life spent without fishing for very long. Now if I could just figure out the area I moved to last year:dono.
I’’’m 60 and fished Reelfoot a few times when I was probably 6-7 with my grandparents and I remember one trip to Bass Bay. Aside from catching catfish from a farm pond during my teen years and a trip to Mansard Island with a fraternity brother who’se parents owned it I really didn’t fish until I retired from being a school superintendent. Figured 1 hobby was enough and playing golf was enough while working and helping raise 3 kids. My son-in-law kinda got me started fishing; until our daughter met him I had no clue universities had bass fishing teams! I’ve made lots of crappie fishing trips in the last 5-6 years so I’’’m not sure if I started when I was young or old??
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I have proof I was about 1 yr old
My mom still has a pic of me at that age in the boat with my sister and Dad
He’s 86 now. I take him every chance I get.
Been fishing ever since.
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I was about 3-4. My first fish was a tiny longear out of The Little Maumelle River near Pinnacle Mountain. I have been hooked ever since. Mom and Dad have a picture of me somewhere. If I remember right, I had on Jams (for all of y’all that remember those from the early 80’s).
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I think I was 4. Dad had me catching bream off a dock on Norfork Lake. I've got a picture of me with my first fish somewhere. If I run across it i'll post it. I've been fishing every since!
78 years ago. I was 4. Dad had a millpond stocked with green carp and they were trained to follow you around the bank. Tie a grasshopper on a string and the water boiled. That all stopped a few years later when it was discovered a neighborly lady was long poling and feeding her friends!
4 years old
Right at 3 years old. Fishing on a regular basis and pretty much self sufficient after rods rigged at 4.