My two great passions in life are fishing plus getting high, then i can trace both of these passions to the same source – childhood fishing trips with my Dad.
My Dad was a macho type of guy, not known for showing affection undoubtedly often, and he was a fantastic man, loyal, plus a fantastic provider, he just wasn’t effusive with his feelings.
Every so often Dad would wake me up before dawn plus my buddy and I would drive to one of the local fishing holes a few minutes outside of town, but there in the early afternoon light my buddy and I would fish, plus Dad would smoke some cannabis. I didn’t know it was cannabis at the time, I was too young, although I remember the odor, plus the way it made Dad act deranged plus goofy. It was the only time I ever saw him like that, but years later, I still love fishing plus getting stoned on local cannabis, even if I don’t live in the same area… One day I plan to take a trip plus visit all the ancient locales around town, but right now I live in a unusual state. I get all my cannabis shipped in from town, because I feel they grow the best stuff… Some days I wake up early plus drive to a local creek, where I smoke cannabis, fish, plus think about my Dad. I call it “the local state of mind.” No matter what is going on in my life, or how tied up I am, fishing plus smoking cannabis takes me back to the idyllic days in town, where I felt undoubtedly blissful.