Fish'n Addiction?

[Magged Out]

Who Did ya'll catch this Disease from? Grandpa did it 4 me.

[Rockstar]

I blame it on my pops... started out catching perch and "black bass" on the St. Lawrence and Ontario going to see family as a kid, I remember catching carp and stripers at Mt. Trashmore in the rowboats, and eventually graduated to catching stripers at the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel by the time I was 10yrs. old. I still remember my dad coming to get me out of school early in the fall to go out on the headboats to catch schoolies... Ah the good ol' days! :D

[Rockfish1]

been at it over 50+ yrs... dad started me on sweet water at about the age of 3 or so... been in the upper Chesapeake bay catching rockfish and shad since I been 10 or so... graduated to the surf at 15 with a bud and its been all down hill since then... :D don't regret a moment of it... long live the salter's... :cool:

[Mullet Breath]

Gramps and dad. Gramps took me all the time, be it farm ponds, lakes, or the coast. What ever was in season or being caught we went after it. Dad enjoyed it and still does, just not obsessed like my Gramps was and I am. Good memories from that old International Scout on Core banks and up Ocracoke and Hatteras. You'd think if with all the help and early start I'd catch more fish:):).

[dmaaero]

Mom and dad said when i was 3 they used to go camping on bald head island, they tied a rope to my leg and a tent stake to keep me from going to the water during the night!

[Mdt1992]

my grandfathers started me off. he owned a house in sandbridge and in his back yard had one of the canals and i use to sit on the dock and catch bass and catfish with him all day long.
but he sold that house and moved to key west now my family goes down there every summer and we go offshore fishing out of there.

[jcreamer]

Dad. grandfather. and uncles taught me a long time ago on the Ohio river between Illinois and Kentucky. Had some humongus catfish there.

[RuddeDogg]

My dad and when he passed when I was nine I kinda let it go until My mom passed three years later and I moved down here with my step sister. I was twelve then. Started fresh water fishin then got into salt water and that was it for me.

[dipnet]

My Dad took me fishing from the first day I can remember in nothern Wisconsin. 12 months a year. 5 months was trough the ice. When I moved to Chesapeake VA (Or I should say the Navy moved me) the fresh water fishing was, well, not like north Wisconsin. I still go back there twice a year for steelhead and walleye.

I surf fished VA & OBX a few times over the last few years.

My point is, that P&S has amplified my addiction and poured salt water into my open fishing lesions.

Thanks P&S:D

[Jesse Lockowitz]

my dad, but i dont think he ever thought i would take it to this level of a hobby.



Jesse

[POMPINOLOVER]

Fishinaddiction taught me how to catch a bass on a pinecone ..

[tarponman62]

My uncles got me started when I was 12. They used to take me night fishing for blues on the party boats of sheepshead bay in brooklyn on the good old amberjack V. I wonder if she is still afloat. Now I live in north carolina and I chase drum at the point or king macks on OCP.

Tightlines to All

TM62

[Fishman]

It's all moms fault

[rgking03]

Freshwater fished in Lake Mead outside of Las Vegas from 3 yrs old to 10yrs old. Then started to travel to see grandparents in Arizona and fished for trout alot. When my dad retired from the military we moved to Jersey and started to saltwater fish until I went into the NAVY. From there I started my offshore ventures. So i would have to blame my dad and I am very greatful for it..


THANKS DAD!!!:p Here is a beer for you :beer:

Rich

[rgking03]

my dad, but i dont think he ever thought i would take it to this level of a hobby.



Jesse

AMEN

Tight Lines
Rich

[lil red jeep]

FishinAddiction is one of the guys that posts on this board) ;)



Not any more

[jhmorgan]

I saw FishinAddiction, and did I ever get excited. Was one funny man, regardless of mandrama. Never forget pan fishin with my dad when I was a mere padowan (sp?). It was then that I learned a bad day on the water beat any other option we had. When he passed, I kinda quit fishin for about 10 years. My brother in law in Florida resparked my salt water passion, and to that I am grateful.

[Hannibal]

Wow - good topic. I was just talking about this with my wife the other day. It started when I was about 8 (am now 30).

My addiction started with my grandfather. He was an avid fisherman himself when he was younger and when my brother (2 years younger) and I got old - he would take us. My mom was a school teacher so on some days she would have to go in while the kids had the day off (meetings, etc). So he would drive down and pick us up. Same routine - he would wake us up, take us to McDonalds for breakfast and off to Friendship Landing (Najemoy Creek in Nanjemoy, MD) we would go to fish off the little pier.

Back then, it was quiet and no people. So we'd bottom fish for perch and small sunfish, etc. There would be days where you'd catch 30 fish without effort. My brother and I would cheat the system and rig lines and drop them over the rail to increase our odds. All the while, my grandfather would pull his car under the shade tree and throw on a coat of wax. We'd leave a little after lunch time - dirty and smelling of fish. We'd always C/R. The best days were when you'd catch a decent cat or even a LM bass.

When I was about 14, my parents moved about 10 miles away from our first house to a new place on a private lake. The lake was JAM packed with LM bass (small/avg size) and big blue gill. We'd fish all day on the weekends and till dark during the week. To this day, I can go down and know exactly where the fish are and within 10 casts - know what they are biting. Some days are so good that a simple spinner will net a hit on every cast.

It's only been recent that I've discovered surf fishing. With being married, gone are the reckless vacations. Here now are the week long stays in nice "family" atmospheres such as OBX. Add to the mix a good buddy of mine in the same period of his life. Being both avid outdoorsmen and both doing well in our careers - we knew exactly how to take advantage of both a little extra money and a little extra time in Hatterass. So the weekly ritual of a vacation in OBX began. And as our readings and discussions on the subject increased - so did our inventory of rods/reel/tackle, etc.

With the "family vacation" already netting a week in heaven in OBX, my buddies and I have expanded our fishing outtings to include runs to Chincoteague and this year, even another hell run to OBX for "guys fishing weekend (actually 4 days)." We've quickly discovered that you can travel, fish, lodge and eat for a FAR smaller cost when you don't have to worry about entertaining the wives.

That actually buys me points with the wife. I can send her down to Florida to visit her family while I am gone and I actually save money on the deal - lol.

[Sully]

I Have My Father To Thank For The Thrill Of The Hook-up. (now 52 Years Of Fishing)
The Best Addition To My Tackle Boxes (3) Was Last
Year , A Divorce.

[steve grossman]

I am 56, my grandfather put a rod and reel in my hands at 3 years of age, on his pier, in front of his house on the Bodkin. He taught me the hows, the whens, and why fishing to a little boy is so darn important. I learned how to drive his 23 foot Chris Craft speed boat, to fish off of at about 10 year of age. Yes, it has been in my blood for a long time. God, I miss him and my grandmother, their home, the pier, the atmosphere, the whole thing.

Whats important for me today is to try very hard to pass on this way of life, that we all breathe, eat, sleep onto the next generation. WE MUST be tolerant of different religions, nationalities, languages, and really learn how to have fun together when we fish, and everything else we do in life. I do a tremendous amount of volunteer work with kids, regarding fishing, fossil hunting, and just being out in nature. Enough preaching, enough said--the bottom line, is that quite a few of us owe it ALL to our parents/grandparents. I terribly miss them....

Fossil Hunter Steve

[Magged Out]

Man do i miss my Grandpa! Never ran out choice's either. Few Lake's here in Texas. I wish I lived a little closer too that Saltwater though:mad:

[lil red jeep]

I'd have to say Mom and Dad. As a kid, 8 or 9, my Dad had a boat he kept docked out near Lynnhaven Inlet, near Bubba's Marina. I had rabbits I raised in the back yard so there was never a shortage of worms. About 4 or 5 times a week my Dad would go check on the boat and I'd tag along with a coffee can of good ole dirt worms and fish right off the back of the boat at the dock. More spot and croaker than I could count.

The only time I remember going out on the boat in the bay with him I caught my only 'paper' sized fish. Ready for this? A 14oz spot! WOOOO!
Still have the plaque from 1972. The Governor of Va. was Linwood Holton!

I miss those rabbits!:rolleyes:

[allaroundfishin]

My Dad, Grandpa, and Great Grandpa got me started and I took it to a whole new addiction. My great grandpa was almost as bad as me.

We use to take weekend trips to the Colorado River in California and fish for channel cats, flatheads, stripers, largemouth, and bluegills,

I started going on these trips when I was 3 was driving the boat by the time i was 4

Went to the beach when I was 5 with my grandpa and when walking by the pier I watched them pull in a Huge shark about 10 foot long. That was the day I desided I was going to start fishin the piers and ocean. I was 6 before I ever got to and I fell in love wishing the West coat.

Started takin charters and then I joined the Army and Have now fished in Iraq and have found myself fishing the east coast and loving it evern more

Thanks Dad, Grandpa, Great Grandpa for starting an ever growing addiction. I love ever min of it. Wish you could join me.