It's funny, I was just responding to my trout thread telling Doug to check out Spring Lake. As far back as I can remember...that is where my fishing started with my dad and grandfather...maybe when I was around 4 years old or so...I wasn't in school yet for anything, so it had to be before kindergarden. Vague and distant memories of my grandfather teasing me saying I never sit still and constantly feed the fish!
I did A LOT of fishing growing up...but that is where it started. From there it was on to lake and reservoir fishing in central NJ...riding my bike to local farm and company ponds for sunfish, bass, and catfish. Then by probably 9 or 10, I was fishing with my dad pretty regularly on the Manasquan for trout...and I think around 12 or 13 I got my first pair of hipboots...and eventually waders...then I was fishing with my dad pretty much 7 days a week through grade and highschool. When we weren't fishing, we were hunting or hiking/scouting. Occassional bluefishing trips to the shore, but not much saltwater until I started working on the boats in college. Now I try to get out as much as I can...just to ease the pain of working for a living!
Wow, just looking back on life, how fast time goes by, how much has changed over the years...how much hasn't...kind of a sweet sorrow...wish I could go back and do it all over again!
