Good luck low and don’t forget the pics 👍🏻
Yo Trap and H2, To join the conversation, all I have to say is I was born in this house with the Oswego River in my back yard. My earliest memories are of Sunday afternoons , after church with the whole family spent on the back water bays off the river fishing for sunnies, gills, perch northerns, LM bass, rocks ,catfish, gars , lings ad an occasional stupid turtle. There weren't many species I had not seen , or caught by the time I was 8 years old. My level of sophistication grew from hooks and old nuts and washers to Crazy Crawlers and Jitter Bugs. I can remember cashing in my 2 cent deposit bottles till I had enough money to buy another lure. I can remember trying to find new coves along the rivers edge where the truant officer , Gene Thompson wouldn't be able to find me. Needless to say, I still managed an education, wise in all things that really mattered. Not to grind such a fine point, suffice it to say, reality struck, I found girls then a wife, then a job followed by children, all the time dragging me further away from my child hood passion. As years passed on, my mother left me the house. Sure, I found time to revisit the river banks, much less often, with my 5 kids and then grand kids but never with the same state of innocence and abandon I had appreciated as a child. It took another 50 years and a bout with stomach cancer to slow me down enough to take up a rod, cash in a lot of them now 5 cent deposit bottles and cans to buy a boat . a trailer , a shanty and all the trappings required to pursue that state of innocence I once enjoyed. Now, it seems with time on my hands and a proclivity to pass this great pastime and pleasure on to my kids , grand kids and now great grand kids I have returned to that state of innocence and joy I mentioned earlier. Well Trap, I guess I didn't think about it much till your post triggered something in me to wax nostalgic as I often do. I hope you enjoy matching wits with dumb and smart fish as much as I do. I will be spending my Independence Day on the water, in a boat, with a pole in my hand, a son or daughter and maybe 2 grand kids , a cooler with enough food and drink to stop along the beach somewhere and enjoy my prodigious progeny. Happy 4th to all.
