Learning to Fish in Texas - Taught by the Greats

I grew up in Texas and stayed at mywho loved to fish as well, was beside himself.
grandmothers' house all week during theWe awoke at midnight to drive to the party boat
summers. My grandparents loved to go fishing.my uncle had rented, along with a hundred other
They fished, probably, every lake in Texas,thrill seekers, hoping to catch the "big" one. We
before their passing.were ushered into the bowel of the boat for the
Vacations for me were going with my3 hour trip to the fishing spot predesignated by
grandparents on their vacations, which wasthe captain. At dawn we were awakened by the
always a fishing trip to Lake Dallas or Texomacaptain and told we were at our destination. I was
Lake. George and Billie were die-hard fishermen.actually looking forward to fishing for the "big"
They started before dawn, in the dark and loadedone, until I walked the stairs to the main deck to
their aluminum boat with all of their gear. I usuallyview more water than I ever imagined seeing.
fell back asleep in the boat and did not wake upThere was no land in sight. Immediately, my
until we were at their favorite spot on the lake. Istomach was in my throat and I knew I was in
always felt they knew every nook and crannytrouble. I ran back downstairs to use the potty
the the sand bass or big mouth bass were hiding.and was greeted by a sign stating " Go to the
We would stay in the boat on the lake all day,side of the boat if you are sick". This made me
just coming in for a short break or sandwich andeven sicker. There was no way I was going to
then back to fishing. As a child, I loved to fish, butthrow up in front of 100 strangers. Not today, not
probably not as much as they did.ever.
When we went fishing it was the norm to bringSomehow I was able to hold this sickness all day.
home hundreds (or it seemed like hundreds) ofWe did not catch the big one. A storm came up
fish, that my grandfather would carefully scaleand the captain turned the boat around and
and clean to be put into the freezer for aheaded for shore. I did not realize that the captain
wonderful fish fry at a later date. I wasn'thad been drinking beer all day and was driving the
particularly fond of fried fish at that time of myboat like a maniac. Once we were on land, we
life. Back in the 50s, fileting fish wasn't done asdrove home. It took me two days to get over
often as it is today. Almost always, I would chokethe sea sickness and to this day I have not been
on the tiny bones in the fish, even when I wasback to deep sea fish.
extremely careful.I do love to fish on a much smaller scale. I used
Probably one of my grandparents greatestto think my grandmother was dragged to the
adventures was the time when my Uncle Tedlake to fish. I once told her when I grew up, I
took them to the Gulf of Mexico to deep sea fish.would see to it that she had a real vacation. she
My grandparents were like two little children inlaughed and said, "Honey, I love to fish and would
their excitement and prospect of fishing the bignot want to vacation any other way." Until the
ocean. They brought home an ice chest full ofday my grandmother passed away, she would go
fish, including a red snapper as I remember. As anto her little cabin at Lake Dallas and stay and fish
adult, my husband and I were also treated to aby herself.
deep sea fishing trip by Uncle Ted. My husband,She truly loved to fish!