Thinking back, I remember lots of fishing trips as a youngster.  My earliest memory is of my real-dad taking myself and my oldest brother fishing in Clendenin, WV.  We fished off an old bridge (which is no longer there).  I don't recall if I caught anything or not but I had so much fun that day.  I was probably around 7-9 years old.

My most memorable trips were with my Grandpa.  He would take my brother and I to Cranberry, WV.  Oh the trout fishing there is GREAT!  My brother was never interested in fishing so we would leave him at camp and Granpa and I would ride our bikes for miles up the trails.  We would find a good spot, chain the bikes up, then walk and walk while we fished.  Even though I never caught anything, watching my Grandpa nail 'em was soooo exciting!  He is 86 now and failing, I so wish I could take him fishing one last time. 

I have my oldest son into fishing so he is now my "fishing buddy".  We go camping on the Holly River, WV.  He loves it!  I'm so glad I could pass this great pass time onto my son.  We've had some really great times in a boat on the Elk River too!  I hope he will teach his children how to fish...there is honestly nothing like it in the world!