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My dad got me started. We used to drive to the cape with a car top rowboat and gear. We'd sleep in the back of the station wagon along with our dog, a German Shepard named Champ. We's all head out in the little rowboat for a day of freshwater trout fishing. Although my father never got into saltwater fishing, the spirit he instilled in me has driven me to expand my fishing horizens.
I have also taken it upon myself to be the driving influence that teaches my neices and nephews the joy of fishing. Nowadays, if I mention that I'm going fishing, all the kids want to come along.
Of course, they aren't reay for night fishing yet, but give them a couple of years and watch out!
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