I have made some blog posts for Mother’s Day in past years and likely anything I say now will repeat something I have already said. I do not necessarily want to do that, but I do want to repeat the theme of spending time in the outdoors with your family! We live in a busy world where many folks are looking for ways to slow down and connect with their kids, their parents, their families. Fishing is a great activity in which the whole family can participate together! I have shared many stories here on my blog about time spent together with various family members hunting, fishing, and trapping in Nebraska. That is something I have done with my grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins and parents and is something I share with my kids, nieces and nephews. Looking back over all those times, I cannot think of one second spent together fishing, hunting or trapping that was a waste of time, and I wish there were even more of them!
I do not know if your mother or grandmother likes to fish, but if they do I would bet they would love to spend some time together, if not on the actual date for celebrating Mother’s Day on another day soon after. If they do not like to fish, maybe they just need someone to patiently teach them? Or, I am betting even if they do not like to fish they would enjoy the time spent together with family on a picnic/fishing trip, or time spent together enjoying our great outdoors in some other fashion. My point is that the outdoor recreation activities, especially fishing, are something that can be done together; young and old, the whole family can participate. Get everyone together and do it! If you are too busy to go fishing, well, you are just plain too busy.
Now, let me share some stories and pictures in commemoration of Mother’s Day.
I have a pile of Master Angler Awards in my office. Most of those are mine and are stored in a box on my book shelf. There are a couple of special Master Angler Awards framed and displayed on the top of my bookshelf. Those awards were given to my mother’s parents, my grandparents. Here is the one from the top of my bookshelf that was given to my Grandma Roth.
You can see that ice-fishing on Pelican Lake runs in my blood, literally.
I have shared this photo of my Grandma Bauer with a big pike before.
I believe that fish was caught from Box Butte Reservoir.
I was thinking the other day, when thinking ahead to Mother’s Day, that Mother’s Day weekend was often the first major fishing trip of the year for the Bauer clan. They would try to get all the ranch chores done and sneak away to Lake McConaughy for a few days of fishing over Mother’s Day. I cannot imagine a better way to celebrate Mother’s Day! When I say “Bauer clan” that included aunts, uncles and cousins, campers and tents. Imagine a hundred yards or more of shoreline with a bunch of Bauers’ rods and reels in rod holders, lines in the water, waiting for a bite!
Lastly, up there on top of my book-shelf, in between the framed Master Angler Awards given to my Grandma and Grandpa Roth, is this old black & white photo of my Mom.
I am betting my Gramps Roth caught those two big bass, probably from a Holt County farm pond, maybe from an Elkhorn River backwater. Either way, you can see the “stock” that I come from. I have said this before, but I am going to repeat it again; the older I get and the more I look back over the years, the more I am convinced that we are products of our DNA and our upbringing. I am told that my Grandma Bauer had a play-pen right next to her chair for us grandkids when we were very young. I cannot remember being in that play pen, but I can remember the very large, plastic, red fish toy at Grandma and Grandpa’s house. I am betting that fish was in my play-pen and I am betting that may have had something to do with my growing up to be a fishing nut and pointy-headed fisheries biologist–that and all the other fish and fishing experiences I had with parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles over the years. I am thankful for the Nebraska hunting, fishing and trapping heritage that runs through my blood, and that much of that comes from my grandmothers and mother! How cool is that? Thank you Grandma Roth and Grandma Bauer; I miss you both and wish we could spend another day fishing together. And thanks, Mom. Happy Mother’s Day.
GO FISH, go build your own fishing heritage and all of the memories that go with it!