: About Me

My only experience with fishing came at the age of twelve when I hooked and landed a fish. The fish turned out to be a Carp and all the adults had a big laugh. It seems that Carp is a worthless fish, too many small bones to be edible. Ruined both my day and my desire to fish. Sixteen years later I was being invited to go fishing by a friend who had just purchased a cabin on Lake Murray, a big lake north of Columbia, South Carolina where we lived. My immediate reply was “I’m not a fisherman”. “Me neither” he countered. “We can learn together, besides they...