My Mother's Passing

As I wrote on my music blog my Mom recently passed away. Her influence on my fishing life is pretty much the same sort of deal.

When she was young her family had a cotttage . They fished it regularly for musky bass and walleye. No one was a fly fisher, no one taught me to fish but pictures of their past (before my maternal grandmother nagged everyone out their outdoor pursuits) haunted me.

 There were not that many pictures but still they intrigued me as it was a life (cottage, fishing, relaxed etc.) that I never got to experience. But nonetheless I took these pictures as evidence that I had some sort of fishing tradition.

So I grabbed canadian tire money and bought rods, reels lures and taught myself to fish. In the days before the internet I was winging it in the wild west on everything from knots to casting.

My brother did help at some point but I was hooked.

In the 80's My Mom got into fishing for the migrating salmon in the Credit River and she even let me stay home from school one day when the run was at it's peek.

So Now I am this fly fisherman passing the traditon of fishing and fly fishing with my wife on to our son and (to a lesser extent) my daughter.

In this age of digital imagery my kids and their kids will have plenty of pictures of the ones that didn't get away. to look over.

Till next time

RB

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