My two good passions in life are fishing plus getting high; 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 easily often, he was a good man, loyal, plus a good provider, he just wasn’t effusive with his feelings, but every so often Dad would wake me up before dawn plus my associate and I would drive to one of the local fishing holes a few minutes outside of town, however there in the early afternoon light my associate and I would fish, plus Dad would smoke some cannabis.
- I didn’t know it was cannabis at the time, I was too young, but I remember the smell, plus the way it made Dad act crazy plus goofy.
It was the only time I ever saw him like that! Years later, I still appreciate fishing plus getting stoned on local cannabis, even if I don’t live in the same area; One afternoon I plan to take a getaway plus visit all the old sites around town, however 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, and some mornings 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 busy I am, fishing plus smoking cannabis takes me back to the idyllic mornings in town, where I felt easily cheerful.