who got you hook

[MrHunters]

fishing in general - my pops. first memories were of flounder fishing from a leaky dinghy, then I remember deep sea fishing trips starting when I was 7...

striper fishing - tajon 5 years ago mckee craft skiff / tube and worm and never looked back.

[GoFish]

Joe Lyons

[fishsmith]

My uncle Dan and my cousin Jackie took me out a few times, but my old man who can't tie a knot, took me alot and all he cared about was me having a good time.

Dad!!

[daceman63]

My father used to take me out on his buddies boat when I was a kid. We'd fish for the mackeral they were going to liveline when they went for tuna.

But my brother-in-law Bobby got me hooked some years ago down in Wellfleet. Plug casting from his 19' blue searay seville I landed my very first striper on a plastic blue and white popper off of elephant rock in Wellfleet. Since it was a shortie we never measured. Since then I've been hooked on them more than they have been hooked by me...lmao

[parker23]

Both sides of the family are saltwater fisherman. I grew up in Swansea; my front yard was the cole’s river. If I wasn't fishing I was digging for clams/quahogs. Every morning before school/work my dad was up first and if he saw fish, we would be on the beach in very short time. Some days he would scream fish up, just to get me out of bed to go swimming. We had a very small herring run that was within a hundred yards of the house. Only people in the neighborhood had easy access to it. I have not heard of any herring being spotted there in over 20 years.

When I went away to college, it was a real shock not to see the water every morning or fish on a daily basis. My freshman year was my 1st freshwater fishing experience.
I really miss living on the water; my parents still live in that house. Sitting on the porch w/ a cocktail on a sunny afternoon brings me back to that carefree time.

My dad caught a 64lb bass in 1966. That fish has been on my parent’s wall since. There is a picture of me @ 9 months next to Dad holding the fish by the gills. I still look at that fish in awe, beats my best by 22 lbs. So, I guess it was my father who got me hooked.

Writing this post leaves me feeling a little sad. I miss the old days, fishing w/ both grandfathers as well as dad and other family members. Dad is more into sailing now, he still casually fishes in front of the house or when out on the sailboat. Grandfathers are both gone, Papa fished into his 80’s.

Thank you for starting this thread. It made me realize how much simple fun can be had while fishing with family. I guarantee that I will get my father out on my boat more often because of the memories this post brought back.

I guess I can't remember not fishing.

[NEXT2NUN]

My uncle Charlie Frates, told me I had to be old enough to tie my own shoes to go on his boat. Within a couple of weeks I was catchin scup and tautaug on that sweet old Lyman. I still have a thing for old penn reels with the marble torpedo handles.

[fishermanjim]

my father and my grand father did it to me,,,thanks guys

[ThrowingTimber]

My Uncle (moms uncle really) John, for getting me hooked. He still fishes religiously maroon grand am, can be seen putting around newport ri