I love the idea of fishing. The sound of running water, the quiet of the early dawn, the trees rustling in the morning breeze are some of my fondest memories of going fishing with my father. I love the taste of fish. I can even clean them. My only problem is with worms or any other live creature one would put on a hook in order to lure a fish to dinner. Fly fishing, I think is too complicated…so it’s the old rod and reel for me.