I was in highschool before I ever did much fishing. My preacher took me wading in the river back in Harlan. We were fishing hellgramites for smallmouth. I remember being scared to touch those mean looking things. I got hooked and fished nearly everyday that summer. I believe I was 17. For the next four years I pretty much just creek fished in Harlan, then Elkorn around Lexington when I lived there. I was 21 when I got hooked on big largemouth. I read an article about a guy in florida who had caught hundreds over 10lbs. I decided I wanted to do that, since then its all Ive thought about. Now I believe its border line mental illness.