I’ve chatted with a lot of folks about fishing over the last three decades. This became part of life when I began writing about the sport and making appearances at fishing shows and clubs, and through guiding or instructing individuals. Many folks are curious about my fishing background – where I got started, where I’ve fished, who I’ve fished with . . . It’s logical curiosity – these folks have no idea about me. My interests are all over the board – they have been forever. Salt water, fresh water, fly, conventional, heavy tackle, light tackle . . . hand lines, you name it. I’ve covered alot of ground . . .
I started fishing when I was four years old, chasing sunfish (and bull frogs) with my dad and brother at Hampden Ponds in Massachusetts. This was immensely fun. Fishing fascinated me and I fell in love with it immediately.
Going through old photos, I thought I’d share some early fishing experiences with visitors to my site. Featured below are notable catches, interesting places, significant people, and a lot of great memories. These images are digitals of the original photographs and they’re collaged randomly – it was more fun to do it that way. With the exception of one picture, my first permit in 2005, they were all taken prior to 2000. I hope you enjoy the collage . . .
This catch was largely influenced by a significant mentor – Captain Sonny Terranova of Westerly Rhode Island and Niantic Connecticut. Sonny possessed an exquisite fishing mind – one of the finest to ever emerge in the Northeast – both inshore and offshore. He shared his knowledge and insight when I had become old enough to appreciate the ideas and perspective he would instill in me. My time with him is incredibly valuable, forever appreciated and fondly remembered . . . I am lucky.
This post is dedicated to Brian Joseph Murphy . . . One of the most intelligent, well-rounded men I’ve ever known, and no better best Bud a man could have. You are deeply missed . . .
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