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Because its like breathing, cant live without out...Something I have always done since I could walk and my dad put that first zebco under the tree.
A coffee can full of nightcrawlers and a walk down the street to the local pond to catch bluegills at 6 years old are some of my fondest memorys.
The anticipation I felt for opening day of trout season as a teenager and not being able to sleep for a week waiting.
I still feel that way, I still get exited for each and every trip to the shore as if it were my first !
Everyone has there reasons why they fish and thats the best part of it. Sometimes (more often than not) I forget I am fishing thats how much a part of life it is for me. Its not a hobby for me, its something much more than that. There have been times when I could not go and sat on the couch crying because the wind was right and begged my wife to somehow tell people I had some terrible ailment and could not make it to the cookout or whatever...
I had an ailment alright......Fishing fever!I fish because I have to...dont have a choice in the matter at all..Ok...its now 3:30am and I am sneaking off to go fishing with Steve...................
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