I have always enjoyed fishing as far back as I can remember. I can’t speak to when the lifelong pleasure officially began, was it when under 5 my parents took me and my slightly older brother to fish from the old train bridge across the Pitt River? Perhaps, as they secretly hooked two minnows on a bare treble hook and got me to reel them up. Beaming at their playful praise claiming how I was the “best ever” fisherman. Probably not the start though due to a 5-year old’s attention span.
