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Join Date: Feb 2016
Location: San Diego, CA
Posts: 810
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Father Pike taught me to fish when I was knee high to a grasshopper. We used to rope up fat dace in the river behind my house. Spent the best of my tender years exploring the woods for new trout streams.
He's still a champion trout hugger in the New England woods, and he only fishes dry flies now. Here's to Dad! |
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Join Date: Apr 2013
Location: Los Angeles
Posts: 1,908
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Join Date: Apr 2013
Location: Los Angeles
Posts: 1,908
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My dad did not know how to fish, even though his was born and raised in Istanbul, Turkey, which is surrounded by water.
He did love to travel and was very inquisitive and paid attention to details. Something that instilled in me. However, the best thing he thought me was to be an honest person. Happy father's day to all that applies. |
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