I've posted before that if it were not for my grandfather who took me fishing with him since I could walk, I'd have never become a hunter or fisherman. He passed right after I had my hunter safety when I was 12.
I wasn't allowed to go hunting until I moved out of my parents house, so I had to wait till I was 19. Dad used to hunt when he was a kid, but Mom didn't like it, so ... I waited.
My parents never never complained, however, about my love for fishing. I take that back, one fall day I stuck a bass and two dozen minnows in the swimming pool, but thats another story!
Anyhow, I am taking my Mom to Florida next month for a short vacation. I just got off the phone with her, hence my reason for being so excited!
She actually agreed to go deep sea fishing with me!!
This is the woman who wouldn't cook or eat fish- and wouldn't pick up a worm if her life depended on it-!!
She already has a vision of ending up in the hospital, so I'll be working on aleviating some of those fears between now and when we go, but she actually agreed to go, and seems somewhat excited about it!!
I actually have tears in my eyes! My MOM is going fishing with me!!!