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Whatever Hooks You

When Worlds Collide

1/31/2018

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By Dave Anderson
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My wife and I often talk about the fact that we lead double lives, she is an elementary school teacher, and it’s kind of odd that I will never experience her classroom persona. In the same way, she will never experience my true fishing personality—sure, we’ve fished together, but my focus is on her, I am not concentrating on catching; my mind isn’t working as an angler, it’s working as a husband. And you can bet that she’s never going to swim to a rock on a new moon night!
 
Lila, my three year old daughter, on the other hand, sees another side of me that really no one else sees. She’s so innocent and up for anything that she sees the version of ‘me’ that is as close to the ‘alone’ me as anyone will ever get. I think (hope) that everyone has that person in their head that whispers things that could never be said out loud, sings silly—often crude—parody lyrics over familiar songs on the radio, has a certain pride for the smell and timbre of their own farts… that sort of thing. Her innocence and aptitude bring out the narrator in me and instead of just walking the beach, trudging through the woods, silently enjoying the site of a pair of sharp-shinned hawks or picking up an arrowhead, I find myself speaking almost everything I see for her benefit.
 
This has led to many silent victories of pride, “Daddy, shhh, hear that? That’s a blue jay!” “Look a deer scrape.” “I heard an owl!” “Is that a turkey vulture...?” ​Or the one that rocks me to the core, “Daddy, I think I got one!”
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Its late-January so there haven’t been as many true excursions lately, but we still make regular drives to the ocean. Wintertime is THE time to scout private neighborhoods for fishing spots and places to park because most of the people are wintering in one of their other houses. However, I’ve learned the hard way that—even in the winter—you can’t stay too long, or else that one year-round resident will assume you’re casing the hood and the cops will pull you over. Been there.
 
If you’ve followed this blog or our social media for more than a few weeks you might remember the montage of ‘private property’ signs I posted, Lila was with me the day I shot most of those pics and was having a ball making all these frequent stops and looking at all of the colors and shapes of the signs. And because of that comfort level that she brings, I must have been speaking in very… let’s call it honest tones about my feelings regarding the people that believe they own the view, the water and the beaches. Along with the gasoline fueled anger they feel when someone dares to set foot inside their field of vision and the borderline orgasmic satisfaction they feel when they succeed in ousting a trespasser.
 
I walked into the house yesterday, I had been working outside for a few hours and I came into the living room to find the floor divided down the middle by a makeshift fence of laundry baskets, pillows, the coffee table, a couple small chairs, blankets and few large toys. Lila, who has been obsessed with walking around in just underwear and a t-shirt lately, declared loudly in her Moana undies and her ‘Star Gazer’ t-shirt, “This is private property!” She gestured in a wide circle giving notice that both sides of the fence were private.
 
I laughed and asked, “Who owns that side?” I pointed to the other side of the room.
 
“A farmer,” She barked, “and his dog has been pooping on my side so I had to put up a fence!”
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My wife looked at me flatly as I smiled. In weird way, I felt proud of her for having such a solid grasp on how private property works. But in the same breath I felt a little embarrassed, with all of the crazy things going on in this world and all of the lessons I still have to teach her, my beef with the ornery owners of private land has been heard, processed and internalized… and she can’t even tie her shoes.
 
I don’t know if this calls my parenting skills into question, I don’t know if I really care. One thing I can hang my hat on for now is that I know she will not be leashed to a phone or video game, at least not for many years, because I won’t allow it. I believe that the people who have stayed connected to nature and the outdoors throughout their lives are among the most well-adjusted people on the planet. My connection is so strong that it almost feels like unconditional love. And you can bet that I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure she has every resource and opportunity to make and nurture her connections; in my mind there is virtually nothing more important. ​​
3 Comments
clammer
1/31/2018 08:20:11 am

john .that was a awesome write . I go to the beaches in the off season ........its great to ride on them in the winter .......... its usually me & walkers & many have dogs .my highlight is when I get to pet them . rub the bellies & their throat ................ then off to Acradia for a different piece .
you are fortunite it to have a IN _TUNE little girl .
mine were little once & I thought I had a fisherman in one ............wrong

& forget me grandkids .I tried to get them to go clamming & they thing it is a punishment .

I don,t know what didn,t connect by at this stage of life . but there are too many memroies of me on a adventure & not many with the kids .

ENJOY MY FRIEND .I,d say I envy you but . no just happy for your family

CLAMMER

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pistol pete
5/16/2018 08:48:53 am

Dave I love the story about your kid. I have a little girl and a lure tossin brain too.

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Shayna C.
1/31/2018 03:50:43 pm

This is such an ironiclly sweet piece. I am sure Lila will cherish these fun memories of her adventures with Dad for a lifetime. I never knew traspassing could be so honestly adorable. Building a good foundation of respect & appreciation for nature while softly suggesting some rules are worth bending. Loved it

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