06-18-2001, 08:26 PM
I remember my family fishing spot with such fond memories. The memories were not actually of the fish we caught, there were only bluefish and sunnys anyway, but because of how I felt going there. <br><br>I remember sitting on the shore on a unbearable summer day but the breeze from the lake and the shade from the trees made it feel so much cooler than it was that day. <br><br>I remember eating peanutbutter and jelly sandwiches picnic style with dirty little kid hands and thinking what a wonderful meal it was.<br><br>I remember watching the bobber bounce up and down from the breeze and thinking I was getting nibbles from fish that weren't actually there.<br><br>What a wonderful spot it was indeed.<br><br><br><br><br>Submit your Fishing Adventure Stories to win great prizes at ReMemory.Com