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I am 27. Its not so much how often I fish, it is more of the fact that if I get it in my mind that the tide is right or some hunch makes me think it is time, there is nothing stopping me from going. My girl always liked to fish with me, but when I turned it up a notch and it went from saturday afternoons, to thursday through monday all-nighters, I lost her. I am at the point in my life where I just want to do what I want to do for a while, and nothing makes me feel better than fishing. I don't even really know what it is exactly, it just feels like I am SUPPOSED to go, like I'm being called to the ocean.
Maybe I'll grow out of it.
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