My name is Rob Lewis, and I have a fishing problem. There, I said it.
Spending time on the water hunting lunkers (and lunchers) is one of the many passions I have for the outdoors. My high school senior thesis was an instructional book on fly fishing, from casting and knot tying, to matching the hatch and landing trophy trout. I have fished the Atlantic and Pacific, spent weeks on the Henry's Fork in Idaho, and most recently, outwitted trophy largemouth in Clear Lake, California. I fish the summer months in and around Columbus, Ohio, where I live with my amazingly understanding and addiction-supporting wife, Courtney. Each summer we look forward to returning to Canada for our annual fishing trip.My first memories of fishing in Canada all began with Paul, my all-knowing, one-step-ahead-of-you friend, and Canadian fishing guru. The first week I spent under Paul's tutelage began with us heading out to the boats in an early morning rainstorm. Head to toe in rain gear and full of apprehension, I remember saying to Paul, "The fishing is going to be tough today." His answer was quick and simple. "Well, Rob, sometimes ya gotta give'r."
When I asked Paul what he meant by "give'r", he explained, "Sometimes you just gotta do it. You know, just give'r."Paul was right.