02-21-2003, 07:04 AM
Ovid Creek runs right behind my Grandpa's house in southeastern Idaho. I saw him come back from the creek one morning packin' his bamboo rod and a couple of small Brook Trout. I acted interested, as you can imagine any young pup would. He said, "Do you want to try to catch a fish?". I was excited to try and said "Yes Sir!", and he walked me out to the creek.
Rather then letting me use his cherished bamboo rod, he sized up a nice flexible branch on a willow and cut it off with his pocket knife. He peeled 10 feet or so of fishing string (that's right, it wasn't mono', it was some kind of string) off his reel and tied it to the willow branch. After showing me how to tie on a hook and worm, he showed me how to sneak up to a hole, swing the worm and hook into the creek, and let it drift into the hole.
I had an absolute blast catching several Brook Trout that day and have been hooked ever since.
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Rather then letting me use his cherished bamboo rod, he sized up a nice flexible branch on a willow and cut it off with his pocket knife. He peeled 10 feet or so of fishing string (that's right, it wasn't mono', it was some kind of string) off his reel and tied it to the willow branch. After showing me how to tie on a hook and worm, he showed me how to sneak up to a hole, swing the worm and hook into the creek, and let it drift into the hole.
I had an absolute blast catching several Brook Trout that day and have been hooked ever since.
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