Some of my fondest memories are of fishing with my dad. Together, we fished from bridges and boats, along docks and canals, from the shores of lakes and streams, and even standing on thick ice. We spent many days in the warm sun on small row boats pulling in sunfish, bluegills, and perch by the hundreds. In the warm buggy summers we fished in the late evening and early morning for catfish along local canals. Until I started writing this journal I never realized just how much of my life I have spent fishing. Recently my son and I started fishing with my granddaughter. And so, the tradition of family and fishing is passed to the next generation. For my family and hopefully for yours, fishing is an excellent excuse to get out into nature and spend time with those you love. Looking back I wish I would have written down information about these trips. This journal is for those who want to document their fishing trips and also save it for later in life to better recall these special times.
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