Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Simplest of Circumstances Resurrect Outdoor Memories
Instead their bases were jammed into piles of slushy snow by the edge of the ice fishing hole, a fixed line descended into the hole and a bite was indicated by a basic lever mechanism. This antique of ice fishing's past was gifted to me 30 years ago, by an outdoor artisan now long dead. By all rights, he was perhaps a normal man, made legendary in the mind of a child. "The eight fingered man from across the lake", whom would salmon fish in the middle of the summer, awake long before the sun to ice fish, plucked fat brook trout from nearby streams and knew all the prime spots to find fiddle heads. A sportsman whose alcohol fueled fishing exploits and tales, both real and imagined, would make my eyes widen and young ears burn.
Art Hinton was only one of the extensive list of Nashes lake rabble, whom ignited my childhood passions for vintage Hank Williams, red hot dogs, a card game known as pitch and a life long love of fishing.The others on the list included Norman Bohannon, Stanly McConvy, Carol Wallace, David Mahar, Eddie Bell, Earl Boyd, Bob Seeley, Ricky Lord and an assorted number of Mingos. These individuals were responsible for marinating my formative years in a complex stew of happy memories. My growing skill set was expanded by working to create rich camp made fish chowders, learning to shift gears on borrowed 3 wheelers, balancing young shaky legs on water skis and mastering the unique and potentially dying ability to craft an original tall tale. Because of all of these experiences, these sportsmen will not be soon forgotten.
I am sure that each and everyone of you have a person or people who were instramental in kick starting your understanding of hunting and fishing. Please comment with one or two people (other than family) who made a differance in your sporting life. Thanks for reading!