Fishing..
I still remember the first fish I ever caught.. when I was about 5, my dad and older and I went out to a river by Grande Cache. We spent the day in relative comfort. But these aren't the things I remember just what I've been told. What I recall is finally reeling in the little fighter and standing proudly as my dad took a picture of the event.. Also something that's kinda fuzzy.. but I remember it.. now this is where my memory kicks in.. at the end of the day I remember running into the house fully excited and stoked to show my mum what I had caught.. On the camera.. so I pulled open the back of it.. and ruined all the pictures on the camera. Including the first fish I'd ever landed.. I dont remember the good part of the day but I remember the disappointed look on my dad's face. As a 5 year old that's tough to understand I mean I get it.. he wasn't mad at me or disappointed in me.. but disappointed that I'd lost a photo he would have liked to have. I miss doing things with family. Wish we could get together more often when it's not -30