I had a great aunt in Ft. Wayne that was a fishing fool. She was buried with her fishing pole.
But year pretty rare. But our culture doesn't promote them going fishing when they are young for the most part.
My good friends grandmother used to be a musky slayer! This was back in the day when you ate what you caught, and her cabin was adorned with their skulls.
She used to get them to the boat and then shoot them with her pistol! Said one of them tipped her finger open real good and ruined one of her dresses by cutting her with its teeth, and she said wouldn’t make that mistake again.
I guess she used to leave in the middle of making dinner once her fish finder (barometer) said it was the right time to go fishing leaving her husband to finish making dinner for her, haha