Yesterday would have been my Dad’s 79th birthday. He taught us everything about fishing. How to tie a line and wait patiently for a bite. In his final days, we took him out one last time. We cast the line for him, but he insisted on reeling in the fish himself. That simple moment meant everything.
After fishing for hours and catching nothing I tied on a wacky rig and threw my last cast and caught the biggest bass I’ve ever caught. Posted by grizzlyloads