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I spent the last 3 days in a cabin on the bank of the West Branch of the Ausable River. During that time I never even strung up a rod. This afternoon I told my friend it was difficult but the truth is it really wasnt.This trip wasn’t about fishing. It was a family camping trip with my wife, kids, and parents. I am not saying I didn’t think about it. I even laid out clothes a few nights in case I woke up extra early. Which I did do one morning but the thought of the dogs waking the wife and kids at 5 am as I tried to sneak out of the cabin was enough to make me roll over and go back to sleep.I wanted to take the boys fishing bit they were more concerned with the playground and swimming pool. That is of course until we were leaving and they realized they never used their fishing rods. I know one thing we are doing tomorrow.I could have snuck out in the dark and tried throwing a mouse in the famed flume pool. I had left the mouse rod at home and was more than happy to sit with Amanda by the fire.I had packed 3 fly rods and my vest in the truck just because it felt like the right thing to do. I knew they weren’t likely to be used but I had to bring them. I was camping right on the Ausable after all.When it comes down to it, contrary to my wife’s belief, fishing isn’t all I think about. Sharing my love for the Adirondacks with my family means more than catching a few trout.In a few years the boys will be fly fishing the Ausable with Amanda and I. We just have to catch that short window before they have to make a decision between the evening hatch and the cute girl they met at the pool. I still remember making that decision myself. I was 15 years old and we were leaving in the morning. Boy did we catch some nice fish that night.

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It was how it all started I think. I’m not sure if I actually went fishing or not but from what I can remember it was the start of this crazy obsession. I know it sounds crazy that I don’t know if I went fishing but claim it was the day I got hooked on fishing. 

I do know I was no older than 5 years old. At the age of 5 my parents bought the house I lived in most of my childhood and we hadn’t moved yet.  That means it was possibly the summer I turned five but no later. 

It was a beautiful summer day some time in the morning or maybe it was afternoon. It was 30 years ago cut me some slack. My grandfather, Papa, had pulled up infront of the house with his boat in tow. The boat was a beautiful white and blue Conroy cuddy cabin. At 19 foot it was huge to a young child. Realistically it was on the smaller side for fishing Lake Ontario but that didn’t matter to me. 

Unfortunately I don’t really know if I went fishing that summer day. For all I know he might have picked my dad up and I might have stayed home. I highly doubt that. I wish I remembered going out on the water. Although it doesn’t matter because I will always remember that day as the day it all started. I blame and thank Papa for causing my fishing obsession. 

I spent many days on the water throughout my childhood on that boat most of them with Papa and as I got older many of them with friends. I will always cherish that time. Last year I was given the chance to buy that very boat and there was no way I was going to say no. It needs some cleaning and tuning but next summer I will be taking my wife and sons out on Lake Ontario and I can’t wait. Of course Papa will be invited on the first trip out. 

I have to say a big thank you to Papa for my fishing addiction. With out it who knows what I would have done. I might have become addicted to something else and ruined my life. I might have invested the 100’s of thousands of dollars in have spent on fishing and been rich.  What would I do with all that money? There is no way it could make me as happy as fishing and guiding does. My fishing addiction has made me rich in other ways…better ways. 

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