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Follow my Fish of 2014
The origination of my fishing heritage lies in a place called Fly Tennessee. It is a tiny town 30 minutes outside of Columbia, right off of the Natchez Trace Parkway. It is an 8 acre, spring fed lake which resides on the homestead of my maternal grandfather’s family. This is where I learned to fish. It was the source of joy in my childhood. Now that I am an adult, it has become a place of relaxation where I bring my kids and camp and teach them to fish. However, it is also a terrific place for me and my friends to relax as well. Every once in awhile, we have a man’s weekend of fishing and camping.
In the spring of 2009, Josh and I decided to go on a weekend trip to the Humphrey Lake. As was typical, we took off early Friday and drove the 1.5 hour trip. The weather was perfect. It had been very warm the last few days, and storms were expected early Saturday morning. This USUALLY makes the fish go to active feeding. It was true in this case. We caught fish left and right.