Ever get out-fished?

It’s happened to me on a few occasions. I remember taking a fiancé (fell through, thank God!) on one of our first dates about 100 years ago. She got all the luck that day and embarrassed me. It made me like her more.

Today, I took my kid (from the woman who is my soulmate) to the same hole and he killed it. I spent the last two weeks on a fire assignment in Arizona, then went back to San Diego just in time for the little man’s last day of school and we headed to Oklahoma so he can spend some summer vacation with Grandpa and Grandma.

We went down to my childhood fishing hole that is always a guarantee for fish. You have to battle ticks and thorns to get there but it’s always worth it.

It’s fun sharing these moments and teaching him how to cast and get lures out of trees.

I’d like to see what you guys are setting hooks in.

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