When I was a little boy, I can vividly remember my dad taking me bream fishing at a pond on my grandmother’s farm. I remember where I sat on the bank. I remember the rod I used and I remember the bait I used. And I remember my dad telling me to quit talking because I would scare away the fish. Many years later, I am still fishing and I have no plans to stop. This past weekend another dad took his #1 fishing partner with him looking for Old Drum on the Neuse. Congratulations #1 for your first Old Drum. I wonder who hooked who on this trip. And congratulations dad for making a memory that neither of you will ever forget. Looks like this apple didn’t fall far from the tree.
The Old Drum have arrived with many catches being reported this past weekend. They should be here through September so get out and make a memory and…..
…don’t let the big one get away
Capt. Bobby Brewer