Jeremiah Haas

Outdoor users have been known to get black eyes over the how and why we go into the woods or onto the water. Whether it is the latest cheating scandal at a fishing tournament, or the deer hunting personality that is ticketed with poaching because they let the prize of a “book” deer diminish their level of hunting ethics, it is easy to get down on the entire industry. 
What traditionally was a sport, or lifestyle, that was handed down from generation to generation, the modernization of the outdoors is big business – and for some personalities, a gray line. With that, I would like to share with you one of those stories that will hopefully remind you why we go into the woods, or head to the water, hopeful to experience one of those days which will be recited to family and friends for years to come.

Many of us can remember the first time we had a fishing pole in hand, or at least we have seen the pictures of us doing so as toddlers. Whether you are in the Quad Cities, Europe, Brazil, or Thailand, nearly all anglers can speak a universal language – fishing.
I was fortunate to experience that love of angling recently in Hawaii aboard a charter trolling for tuna, mahi, kingfish, and marlin.