Great post about fishing, which brought back memories of my childhood...
My dad used to wake me up before dawn, at about 4 a.m. I didn't want to get up. But it was made up for when we'd arrive on our bikes or walk to the lake and cast our rods at dawn. It was terribly cold, sleep was not over yet, but everything changed with the sunrise, the bite and the first fish caught) These memories are priceless...
Thank you for your post!