Yeah, you caught me. I'm coming out of the proverbial closet. I am a whisker getter and Blue gill (GEEHO) man. Nothing better than chasing down jug lines and bobber fishing for skillet stinkers with your sons.
Ya know.... I was being a little facetious but there is some thing pretty cool about seeing a jug go down and not knowing if it is a catfish, carp, bass etc.
Kinda like opening up a present on Christmas from your Mom. Could be a pair of socks, or those coveted Parachute pants that everybody had to have in the 80's. Not to mention watching your 11 or 13 year old sons get excited.
Like I have told you many times before...... You'll get there one of these days!