Trying out fishing at the Utah Lake Festival.
It turns out that I want to be able to fish. It was something about reading The Omnivore's Dilemma that brought me to this point, oddly enough. It did not convince me that I need to hunt wild pigs in Berkeley though. I can live without eating pigs. Nor did it convince me that I need to hunt wild mushrooms. That sounds downright dangerous.
Now, our experience is minimal. Ryan had a fishing pole when he was about eight and the silly thing flew out of his hands on his first fishing attempt. And I know I helped my brother dig worms for his fishing expedition when I was about four.
So do we google "how to fish"?
It is nice that we can learn skills from google, from a book, or even from a paid instructor. But isn't there something to be said about learning something from someone who loves you enough to watch you cast a hundred times until you get it right? I think the knowledge and skills we often value most are those we have learned from a dedicated parent or teacher who stuck with us.
So watch out, kids. You are going to learn how to fish whether you like it or not...
