There is something magical about watching fathers and sons fish together.  Walls are broken down, bonds are set, and traditions are made. As a father teaches his sons to catch fish, it brings out our human nature and awakens are primitive senses, like it has done from generation to generation. On this evening, I was lucky enough to watch first hand as a father and his two boys shared an evening together on a small tributary of the MP. The small stream was full of little rainbows and browns that make perfect targets for a couple of eager boys. As the evening shadows filled the sky, the overdo caddisflies and trout came alive to join the party. With a Elk Hair caddis and a caddis dropper, the father showed the boys how it was done. Shortly after the boys followed his footsteps and had brought countless fish to hand. I don’t remember much about the fish that were caught, but I will never forget the smiles and excitement that filled the air as a father took his sons fishing. The night was competed as 100s of fire flies filled the field, putting on a show that we will all not soon forget. Fathers and mothers take your sons and daughters fishing.

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