Hey UG, I know, ain’t it something. After 30 years, I came around full circle only to do what I used to.
When Mike pulled up to Camp Lacuplois, I turned and looked at him and said, man, it has been 25 plus some years since I have fished these waters. I took a long and hard look toward the Camp and it brought back lots and lots of old fond memories. It also reminded me, I am getting older and wondered where the time went these past years.
But yet, was on the water once again with a very good friend and reflected the old times and the new ones introducted to me.
Sitting there bobbing up and down in Mike’s boat, I realized how blessed my life has been with all the fishing experiences I have enjoyed. All hard core fisherman know exactly what I am talking about.
Sure, catching fish is part of the expectation, only a small part. It is sharing good times on the water with good friends and the anticipation beforehand that gets the heart pumping. Excuse me now, why I go out and sort through my tackle box and retie some knots, plus collect some old, recent and new memories.