What are the odds of THAT happening! How cool! :)
My story is a sweet one - I grew up on a lake, so I had a fishing pole in my hand as soon as I could hold one. My Grandpa was an Award-Winning Fisherman, and he was DETERMINED that I would be one, too.
My younger sister, I was 7, she was 4 when this took place, had watched us leave her behind to go fishing all the time and was really anxious to get in the game, but of course she was too little. That didn’t stop her!
When we were all off doing other things, she took a pole and put it in the water, no bait, managed to catch a small Sunfish, but then didn’t know how to get the fish off the hook, so she got a bucket of water, and all by her little self carried the bucket with the fish in it, and the pole ALL the way back up the hill to the house from the lake (it was steep, though there were steps and two landings) to show us her catch.
Grandpa was just BEAMING and he showed her how to unhook and clean the fish and next morning she got to go with us out on the lake, having proved herself. So adorable!
Great story!
I didn’t grow up by a lake. But Dad took us fishing. The earliest I can actually remember any of is a trip to Canada when I was 6.
I’d have loved to retire by a lake, but all I’ve got is a backyard that floods in heavy rains, and lots of places to fish locally. ;-)