Confessions of a Hunter – Who am I?

Clay Anderson, seven years old, with his catch. (Photo courtesy of Andy Anderson)

By Andy Anderson 

I get to meet a lot of people in my profession, I love people. I enjoy getting to know them and learn something about them. I have always found it interesting the differences in people, views, beliefs and their perception about others.

My son and I hunt and fish a lot. He looks forward to the days we can get in the woods for some time watching wildlife or catching some fish. Clay, he’s seven now and has become more confident and eager to try new things. We were stock tank fishing not too long ago, it had been early spring since I had taken him last. When we were fishing back in the spring, he was just getting used to bait casting and catching bass. Clay struggled at first but quickly caught on. However, the one thing he struggled with the most was taking his own fish off the hook. By the end of the day he was doing okay.

I could tell he was gaining confidence in himself and his own ability to handle the fish. This time was different. He jumped right in there, caught 14 nice one to two pound bass and just had a blast! Did everything himself and not only did he not ask for help, he refused it. We didn’t keep any of the fish and as we climbed into the truck to go home,

I asked him if he had fun fun. He said, “Heck ya, and I got a great trophy!”

As he shows me his thumb he says with the biggest smile, “Bass thumb!” The hide gets wore off your thumb when lipping the bass over and over. I smiled with pride, told him how proud I was of him and spent the rest of the trip discussing how much he loved to go fishing.

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