We call him Uncle Mekyong and my wife and I owe him for our love of fishing. 15 years ago, he took us to the jetty in Surfside, Texas and showed us how to fish. We had spent countless days and nights with him fishing the river, surf, and the jetties for anything that swims. He is truly a hardcore fisherman and always a pleasure to fish with. My family then moved to PNW in 2012 and I believed that was the last time we fished with him. Unfortunately 3 years ago, he passed away at a young age 50 due to colon cancer. My family went to visit him when he was in the hospital and on his funeral.
Anyways, this past weekend, we had a pleasure of bringing his family ( wife and 2 sons ) to our favorite river here in Seattle. we were teaching them how to fish for salmon. It had been slow days as far as fishing but my wife and I enjoyed and will forever treasure the moment we had with them together. Fortunately, the eldest son caught the biggest fish I had ever seen landed on this river. It was his first time fishing but he is coachable and was able to land the fish after about 5 minutes. The blood of a fisherman truly runs in his veins.
Here are some pics. You're welcome to share your story. Tight lines y'll.