Yeah it’s for sentimental reasons. A lot of his stuff got picked through when he passed away. A lot of things that were supposed to mine “vanished into thin air”.
Ma didn’t want a fight between siblings so I let it slide for the most part. Oh well.
That’s how it is sometimes. I’ve had days where I couldn’t catch anything unless I was using a black ribbon tail worm with red flake. Just slowly swimming it across the grass…
Last time I went fishing with my cousin and her husband he made fun of me for using “old people baits”… until the third or fourth fish I brought in. Then he was suddenly cool enough for it.
I’m not even old yet.