I learned to love and appreciate hunting, fishing, and nature from my father. He was an avid outdoorsman, and took great pride in the fact that he never missed a deer season, not even the year he had open heart surgery. He loved to fish, and would keep every single possible fish he caught. I still remember watching him on the riverbank, nailing a catfish to a tree so he could skin and fillet it while it was fresh. He never really got crazy about lots of lures, or fancy poles or tackle. A worm, a