Fishing with Rod Discussion Forum
Fishing in British Columbia => General Discussion => Topic started by: BwiBwi on November 18, 2005, 03:07:48 AM
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My dad got me hooked in fishing when I was 5 years old. First time we went out was fishing at a water reservoir. Caught a few carp on poles.
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Your momma!!! ;D
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My Grampa! He took me out when I was a kid. Dad wasn't a fisherman.
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Self taught, always had a facination with the ocean, fished with small dip nets as a child in Asia, did it mostly to get a closer look at the fish, and try to understand how they "work," without killing them. Moved over to a rod when I found one of my dad's old ones (rarely used), caught a few fish with it, they were bigger than what I was catching with the small nets, got my own rod for my birthday from my grandmother (Shakespeare, telescopic, 6 ft, 8-12 lb test) when I was about 6-7, took it everywhere I went on vacation around Asia.
Only owned 1-2 rods until I came to Canada at age 12, have been amassing rods ever since, up until the 20+ rods I own today. Gradually progressed from sight fishing with bait under a dock to pulling lures, to fly fishing, ending with a job power-mooching cut-plugs in the QCI's.
Dad never really saw the point of fishing in Asia (I know Rodney is cringing at this statement :P), but I fished regardless often on my own, developing an understanding of the sport at hand. Instead of the traditional "dad introduces son to fishing," it was actually me that showed my dad to fish, once he landed his first salmon, that was it, he's amassing rods at a similar rate to me. I've since moved out (living on the Island now), took most of the rods with me (the ones that were mine). Dad is busy now with work, but is still able to sneak away for a few hours every once in a while.
No regrets :)
I got the feeling going right now, I'm heading down to the water...
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First time out I was hooked on fishing . Dad took me to a high alltitude lake near Pemberton " Owl Lake" 4by in only I was 5 or 6 at the time. We hooked rainbows all day long 3 to 7 lbs on the fly all very nice fish ever since i have been hooked on hooking up. ;D
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Self taught. Got started off catching pike minnows off the dock at Cultas lake at age 5. It was so pathetic, my dad tried to help me out but niether him nor I knew how to tie on a hook, cast or even thread the line properly under the bail.
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well taught my self, and my dad just got into fishing about 5 years back, he knew the basic like knots and stuff. but my grandpa who past away when i was 3, was NUTS agler, picture of steelies on a photo book some look like springs there so big, my mom say i have his personality, he was also part of the steelhead society.
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Started with hand line when I was a kid fishing with dad near the oceanside for groupers and other exotic ocean fish. We use to get 8 -10lb Groupers just by the ocean. Never ever used a rod until I came to Canada in the early 80s.
A friend took me to the Vedder early 90s for Coho. I remembered he took me to the "cement block" and told me that I do not need any bait or lure on my hook. As a newbie, I had no clue as to what I was doing. I would hooked fish but would have a hard time playing them as most of them were foul hooked. I did not find it enjoyable and I started to ask people about roe and wool. I learned quickly and the same year, I tried Steelhead fishing. I was told that it might take years to get one on the line but my first year, I hooked into quite a few. I remember the run just below the "On The Way" store. That year, the run was just beside the road.I was driving by coming down from the cement block and saw this guy playing a steelhead. I quickly got down and not long into it, the guy had his limit of 2 hatchery.
Before he left, he gave me a piece of peach wool. Not long after he left, I hooked into 3 beauties-2 hatchery and 1 wild. I was addicted right after that. Have been getting steelies almost every year except for one year where I lose 16 steelies straight. I did not land a single steelhead that year!!!!! Got jinxed somehow.
Not long after that, DFO opened sockeye fishing to the general public. I remember parking my car right at the gate to get into pegleg- HOW SILLY WAS THAT. That was the first year and almost everybody fished with a float for sockeye. It took me like 8 hours to hook 2 sockeyes. By the time I was ready to go, my first sockeye was cooked to the bones. LOL.
Nowadays, I find it enjoyable whether I hook anything or not. Just being out with my brother-in-law is fine for me.
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Wow- a five incher eh?? Probably not enough to stick to you teeth. LOL!!!
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though i did not fish much before i was 10, my step dad found it imperative to enroll my older brother and I in cubs and scouts. Our group went camping and hiking every oportunity and all kinds of places. I didn't like my step dad much as a child he was a real my buddy but I remember on one father son camping trip to the boyscout camp at Evans lake, it was the first time we were in a canoe together, and man!! looking down into the water as we paddled the shallows was SO COOL!!! huge friggen trout but try as we might not one would come to the hook. Later that day amidst cloudy skies and drizzling rain he paddled around the lake, me clutching my rod and freezing my my friend off. Then it happened.... that tug we all love, a prime rainbow grabbin the lure. I remember like it was yesterday, and that fat 14 inch beauty was my first trout. the camp cook fried it up in butter and my god.... no trout has ever tasted so good. I denied for years that this event is what started me on my path to fishing, as i stated above , my step dad was not a nice man.... in fact untill recent years i hated him fully.
He has changed and I have have changed and he is now my father, not my step dad, and I owe him a debt of gratitude that he will never properly understand.... I fish... therefore I am.... and damn proud of it ;)
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Started smelt fishing with my dad off Spanish Banks. What wonderful times ! Then progressed to hand lines off the local docks for shiners, flounders, rock cods and ling cods. Read tons of fishing books from the library on fishing.
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well my dad lived in northern b.c. until he was 6, but often went up there every month to places like kitimat. hes the person who got me into fishing. my great grandpa fished the vedder a lot as he lived in chilliwack. he passed away when i was born so i obviously dont remember meeting him. but my dad got me into fishing when i was around 3 ;D
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Thats so funny FishFreak..LOL
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I started my fishing hobby on my own as a 5-6 years old & out of family necessity. Living as a poor village kid under the communist government system of China in the 50's, food was scare, not to say any meat. When rice was short, we ate congee (porridge). My parents worked for the village commune. They were paid in coupons only enough for rice. No money for any thing you call chicken, steaks, cheese or sausages, not even eggs. The communistic system robbed people of any personal belongings. You own no houses, no pets, no farm animals, no gardens, nothing - it is called nationalization under the communist's communal system. When famines hit, you see mal-nourished, starved, even dead people every where.
I was the only one among 3 brothers with an interest to fish, so my father commissioned me to bring some fish home so the family didn't become mal-nourished for lacking protein. Started with my little bamboo pole, we fish around reserviors edges. But the best time to produce was usually when it rained hard, even in thunderstorms. That was the only time fish came close to shore to bite your baits (mostly llive crickets). You risked being struck down by ligthning fishing in such wet condition, but it is better than getting hungry.
I didn't know a character of English until 12 years old, luckily moving out of the communistic system. That was the time I explored more into the world of fishing, including the oceans around Hong Kong. Back then most people fished with hand lines like Steelieman says. Well he hooked the big groupers but I could only hit small trash fish due to lack of funds for good baits like live shrimps & worms. Luckily I didn't give up my hobby. Otherwise I could have missed these wonderful salmon, particularly the awesome steelheads of Canada. But too bad I was bred to be a 'meat' fisherman though. ;D
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started when I was 5 scrolling down the channels. then i saw mark pennlington hook a big spring and so I kept watchin then imy dad came in. and said wanna go fishing so I said YA! so we went to the dock caught some pike minnows
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self taught also, when i was a kid in michigan we went up to northern mi. for vacations, place had a small aluminum fishing boat and when i was old enough i would go out all day, caught my first real fish, large mouth bass, trolling a repala...then at San Diego, i would fish the kelp beds,(without much luck) in my boss's boats or just flip spoons on the inland side for sea bass etc. When i moved up here i would fish with my father in law on his boat up at Pender harbor, but haven't done that in 14 years...been busy golfing and now coaching golf...finally just got burnt out and hooked up with a good bud who has taught me the river fishing side of it...
Now i'm starting to learn fly fishing, i'm 47 and it's tough to be a virgin at something at this age...very humbling to go from a sport that you dominate 99% of the people in to something where i'm not sure if i even really know what the hell a tippet is? right now i'm just practice casting at the matts at the driving range....but i'm like a kid...i can't wait to get on the water every chance i get....
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watching Red Fisher on TV.
i've always been fascinated with seeing fish in ponds and ditches, i guess it progressed from there.
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My fishing addiction started when I was four, on a small stream beside our house in Nova Scotia, with a tiny little rod my dad bought me!!!!! ;D ;D On the first day I had it, with my dad by my side, I hooked and with a little help from my dad, I managed to land a little brook trout!!!!!! I thought that was the grooviest thing ever!!!!! From there I was hooked!!!! Started watching shows like Red Fisher as well, and then when I was 12, I hooked and landed 4 big rainbow trout from a small lake in Riding Mountain National Park!!!!! Then later that fall I met Bob Izumi, he was awesome, got to go fishing with him and everything in Duck Mountain in manitoba. He was the only person to catch a fish out of Gull Lake all day. :o :o Thought me a lot of tricks that day as well, some of which I still use today!!!! So that was my start. Wonder what I'd be doing if I never got that little zebco fishing pole!!!!!