I was in the Bass Pro Shops/Outdoor World in Cincinnati over the holidays. They had a dizzying array of fishing and related outdoor gear, but what amazed me most was the fact that I was watching mall-cruising teenage girls and shop-aholic mom's browsing the plastic worm and spinnerbait aisles along-side the fat guys with dirty jeans and fishin' caps on. Kinda bizzarre!
As far as my woman, I'll not soon forget my birthday present in 2000. She bought me a 10 foot 8 weight fly rod and then spent the weekend with me chasing steelhead on the North Umpqua. It was rainy and cool, and she had a bad cold, so she spent most of the time sleeping in the tent back at the campsite. When she got out to fish, she fell in twice. She didn't complain or ask to go home, rather, she told me to just go fish and enjoy myself! I'm a lucky man!