I am blessed to be married to a man who has been fishing since he could bait a hook and has so many hunter friends who give us game every year, I had to get another freezer.
We live across the road from a lake, and my husband grew up in this house. He also knows where there are “fishing holes” down dirt roads that are full of native trout.And he has only told 2 people where they are and they are sworn to silence.Fresh water fishing is just as serious around here as ocean commercial fishing spots.
My husband can filet fish so well, that when he puts them on a styrofoam plate covered with plastic wrap, people think they are from the supermarket. Same thing with venison.
Once we have enough fish in the freezer, he then gives the rest of his fish, cleaned and “prettied up”, to his elderly friends who can’t fish as much as they used to.
It’s a simple thing, to be able to fish, but what a difference it can make. There’s no food stamps for his elderly buddies-they wouldn’t even think about it. So to be able to give like that is so wonderful; it’s the best.
Great post