| In the Ontario Fisherman, the editor and field staff | | | | routine and graduated to the bailing-can approach, |
| have constantly promoted what we feel to be | | | | my Dad began taking me fishing. In the late fifties, |
| worthwhile ideals for Ontario's two-million-plus | | | | fishing Lake Erie in its heyday, Dad saw to it that |
| anglers i.e. commitments to catch-and-release | | | | my brothers and I had the necessary |
| sportfishing, support for fish-rearing and hatchery | | | | tools-of-the-trade to go fishing- whenever the |
| projects, opposition to gill netting and incidental | | | | mood struck us (and the lake let us)- rods 'n' |
| catches, and the belief that fishing should be a | | | | reels, tackle, bait and a small boat and motor. But |
| shared, family experience. In my own fishing, I | | | | he just didn't turn us loose on the lake to wreak |
| have tried to put into practice a "Take a Kid | | | | havoc. Systematically, Dad began educating us on |
| Fishing" attitude.Why? That's simple. As a tot, as | | | | the important skills we would need to ensure |
| soon as I had mastered the simple toilet-training | | | | safety, success, and enjoyment. |