That wasn't just 'fishing gear'. That was ALL my freshwater gear, nearly $600 worth. Some of it was given to me by my grandfather before he died. Every time I think about having to replace it all, I get depressed. $250 for the rods & reels ($120, $70, $60), roughly $200 for the tackle box and contents (lots of bass plugs at $6 a pop), $40 for the camp chair, and $50 for the radio headphones. It's even worse because of the nice weather. Every time I even think about fishing, I suddenly remember that I now have nothing to fish WITH. I don't have the money to buy new gear since I'm out of work. It will be a long time before I can go fishing again, and it pisses me off to think that some punk is hawking my stuff that I worked hard to buy, or worse, trying to use my grandfather's plugs himself. This has upset me enough to consider not replacing it and giving up fishing altogether, since whenever I think about it, it's like someone sticking a fork in my chest.