I've never been.
But I've always wanted to...
I've had a lot of people promise to take me, but nobody ever does. We've talked about it... but it's never gone farther than that. Correction! I did get to look at poles several times with an ex, and I have been to a fish hatchery twice - but thats as close as I've ever come to fishing.
Can you call a fish hatchery "fishing" when all you do is put a stick with a string and a hook down in the water and trick the fish into biting the hook, by sprinkling food at the same time?? Personally, I don't think that's such a fair fight.
I want to go REAL fishing.
I remember once when I was a lot younger, one of my uncles was taking some of my cousins out fishing and I wanted soo badly to go, but they wouldn't take me. Apparently I talk too much.
This might be the foundation of my inexperience with fishing. And I don't like that the closest I've come to fishing has been with a pedophile. That needs to change.
I really can be quiet though. It is possible...
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