Fishing is international and therapeutic, and a must in my life. As a father I have to teach my children, like my father and grandfather taught me. If you have ever gone on a fishing trip, you know it is an adventure. If you get skunked, you have to survive to fish another day.
I have gone out and come back with nothing to show for it except a sunburn, lost lures, bug bites, hook in a finger, and got my truck stuck in the mud. Who would want to do that ever again would have to be a crazy person! This guy. Why? Because once you hook into a fish, nothing else in that moment matters.
The memories that we make with our children are going to not only stay with them after we are gone, but will encourage our children to share it with theirs. Depending on how strong and impactful this memory is on your children, this can become a family tradition that will last for generations. The fondest memories of my father and grandfather always revolves around fishing (catching or not).
