My father usually took us. Then there were times either grandpa or one or more of his brothers and family would come along. When we went to the ocean I usually caught more fish than my brother. He got tired of not catching anything so he became the bait catcher. He got good at taking the net out and catching lots of small fish for bait.
It is amazing to me how something I never really pushed on my kids that they somehow come around to doing something that I like to do also and that was a tradition in my family for generations from my great grandpa all the way down to my son.
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