The obsession started for real in the late 60's.
My friends Mark , Tom and Steve would ride our banana seated stingrays out to Moon island , pre dawn. ( different world back then ).
We would jig up Macs and live line them on apple bobbers for bass on those old beat up piers. Or shooting rats off the rocks with 22s.
With a bunch of ex cons who lived in their cars in the woods.
Those ex cons were good guys to us, cook soup in overturned hub caps on a wood fire.
Still fish all the time with Mark , Tom and Steve, just like brothers.
