Make Wood Fishing Lures - Fond Childhood Memories of Learning How to Fish With My Dad
Some of the best memories I had as a child to go Fishing. If the weekend approached, I visited the garage and take my father's tackle box tie, a wooden Fishing boat call to one of his rod and reel jet and practices on site. I did this for the time it was expected that at home in the hope of communicating the idea of a Fishing expedition.
Although it attracts some of the most beautiful and creative home-made wooden Fishing tackle box when he disagrees with mefishing, we typically used live bait. On a Friday afternoon, I knew I'd struck gold when he said, "Okay, go get you some bait."
I knew exactly what that meant, and I knew all the "hot spots" for bait hunting. The water Meter in the ground was the first place to look for grasshoppers and black crickets. I'd lift the heavy lid, check first for snakes, and then scoop up what bait there was to be had.
I also knew where to dig worms. The deal was if I could gather what my dad considered "enough bait," he would take me fishing. I think his view of it was if I wanted to go fishing badly enough, I'd do the work to earn the trip. I even went to the neighbor's yards, and with their permission I checked for bait in their water Meter enclosures, too.
Momma would pack us a lunch, and tuck me in early and Dad told me he'd wake me at 4:00 a.m. In more exciteMent than I could bear, I carefully laid out my Clothes, socks, and shoes so I could slip up and out the door with my Dad long before daybreak. I figured the less trouble I was, the more fishing trips he'd take me on.
We would stop along the way, and he'd buy me a soda and crackers, and reward me with my own coveted container of store bought worms. Imagine that; my own yard hunted bait, and a container of fresh worms to boot!
I fished using a float or bobber; it was just always my preferred way of fishing. My Dad preferred bottom fishing and used brine shrimp with no bobber and heavier Weights. He usually caught catfish. I caught bream, crappie, an occasional bass, and catfish. I was around 6 years old, and while I wish there could have been more trips than there were, I treasure the ones that took place. Those were some of the happiest times in my life.
My Dad taught me how to fish, and our shared relationship about fishing lasted through the years until long after I was grown. My father died a few years back from emphysema, and I've missed him terribly.
I never stopped fishing, though. He taught me something that has brought me pleasure, peace, and contentMent throughout the years. I made it a priority to teach my kids, as well as others as I've had the chance, the same fundaMentals of fishing and more that he taught me.
Kids are hooked (pun intended) today on video games, cell phones, texting, Facebook, MySpace, Computers, social media, and television. Take a child out into the good clean Air, teach them how to find bait, and instead of giving them a fish, teach them how to fish. It is a wonderful thing to do for a child, or anyone else who has never experienced what I call "the art of fishing."
An excellent craft for kids and adults alike is that of making wooden fishing lures. It is a great way to introduce people to fishing, while exploring the creative side as well. Keep a hook in the water, whenever you get the chance.
