What/who did it for you? - Striper Talk Striped Bass Fishing, Surfcasting, Boating

Sweetwater · 08-19-2005, 01:06 PM

My dad used to take me fishing (even though he didn't like to fish -- I found out later) for sunnies and such. What got me "hooked" was when I caught a 3-4 lb largemouth bass on some cheepo spoon on a Zebco 202. The reel was so old, lame, and poorly maintained that I couldn't reel it in. My friend and I hand-lined it in .... I was 8 I think. We had it weighed at a local small town grocerette. This was back in the mid 60's in the south.

Never looked back

chris L · 08-19-2005, 01:16 PM

3 things come to mind ( only 2 ) .
when I was around 5 my Mom brought me to the local pond to catch trout . I left with a 5 year old girls phone # . fished with her a couple times at the same pond . Wish I could remember her name and # .

the other is
when I was around the same age fishing in maine . my brother was trying to catch a catfish off the boat dock for a little while with no luck . we were called to lunch and as sson as he put the handline down I picked it up moved it a little and the catfish was mine for dinner . thats when the people in my family knew I was a fisher .

I remember doing some bait fishing with my grandfather at the local park on LI sound . But I cant remember too much about it . damn brain cells !

tynan19 · 08-19-2005, 01:20 PM

I think I was about 5 in California fishing for macs and sea bass. 1st stripers were from the marina at Onset. My friends father had a slip there.

Vogt · 08-19-2005, 01:25 PM

i was about 3or4 when my dad took us to a pond a few times for sunnies. First striper was on a little kastmaster while snapper fishing.

GBOUTDOORS · 08-19-2005, 01:26 PM

I would have to say I was 4 or 5 with my dad on Nashawena Island as we lived there. But I realy got "hooked" by my uncle who was a charter capt. out of Cuttyhunk in the 50s and 60s boy those were the days. And I also fell in love with boating there as I can recall my mother pulling me and my brother behind her in a very small skiff as she dug shellfish to ship back to the mainland to market. Oh for the GOOD OLD days.

RIROCKHOUND · 08-19-2005, 01:47 PM

It was always just in my blood; we got a boat when I was young, and grew up fishing as long as I can remember; mostly with my father and occasionally my brother (he golfs now) it's been something his father did etc.. we've always fished, sometimes commercial, sometimes charter/head boats, now just for fun....

Notaro · 08-19-2005, 03:45 PM

my friend, jason and cher who took me to sweetwater fishing. i climbed up to saltwater fishing on my own and found this site. thespecialist taught me how to fish. then fww is becoming more of my fishing mentor. i got two good teachers.

justplugit · 08-19-2005, 04:04 PM

I was about 5 when my Grandfather took me to a little pond for sunnies. It was a cloudy rainy day and i remember it like it was yesterday.

My very favorite time to fish is still a cloudy rainy day.

Rappin Mikey · 08-19-2005, 04:16 PM

Can't remember my first fish. Pretty sure it was a cod though. I do remember waking up every weekend morning @ 3:00 am and jumping in the truck. My brother, grandfather and I would sleep in the back of the Suburban, while my dad would tow the boat from western MA to where ever the fish were at at the time. Great memories. I am surprised that I kind of fell out of the fishing loop for about 15 years. We used to really fill that boat up. My earliest memories are more of watching people bring fish in because I was to small. I got a fish hook up the nose. I remember that. My grandfather had this weird method of keeping his gum fresh. He would stick it behind his ear. He said it saved the flavor, and saved money on not wasting gum. To make a story thats getting longer shorter, my brother, grandfather, and I would all sleep in the back of the truck on the rides home as well. Anyway, I remember all of us chewing gum, and my grandfather recommending we utilize his gum behind the ear technique for the ride home. When we woke up back in Western MA all of our heads were stuck together in the back of the Suburban. My brother, RickBomba, got me back into fishing, namely striper fishing, about five years ago. I haven't looked back since. I think I flipped on some primitive survival light switch, because striper fishing is all I really think about.