Mine's a little domestic I know, but this one reminds me of the time my kids were nice enough to let me come along fishing with them when Mom sent them off to fill the freezer at CQ one summer. Good times!
My daughter set this one up, bless her little heart.
My son was always telling me to be patient 'cause there were plenty of fish and sooner or later I'd catch some too. He still schools me, but now my daughter sends her husband and her son along to do the same.
I included the caption to remind myself that one very fine day I might be able to catch fish like them and maybe, God willing, come to bear even the slightest resemblence to my father.

PS. I know I gotta let this go someday, but to the person that "borrowed" the pictured hand-wrapped Loomis graphite and my lovely Winona (it purred like a swiss watch) off the Lyre a few years back (OK maybe, 20) would you please consider returning it to it's long lost home, no questions asked?