I asked my father, "Do you want to go trout fishing?"
His eyes lit up like a small child, and he jumped into the car and drove himself to the county office to make sure his lifetime sportsman license was valid for trout and river fishing. Hopefully, we can go tomorrow morning, and he can get out of the house, see some beautiful things in nature and for all I care, sit along the river and let its gentle pace and noise give him a moment of something different in his life.
if we get lucky, maybe we can cook some trout dinner or find some smoked with horseradish sauce?
I never really fished much in a river, yet with my father aging, I am looking for things he can do and enjoy. While I think part of the secret to living longer is to move and exercise each day, I am becoming aware how you also should try to break out of your known habits and learn new and different things each day. The elderly usually say the same thing, "I am happy to be alive simply" and the worries and troubles of when one were younger and chasing the stuff of the world really don't matter much as you realize you are in the end period of one's life.
The river is a bit of a mystery to me. I read mark twain adventures as a young boy and would vicariously imagine what life on the river was like. It seemed like such adventure, and I was always enamored with the Mississippi River and the tales of Huck Finn. It wasn't till we did a show in New Orleans that I had time to sit by the river and I took a fried oyster po boy and a can of soda and must have sat there for hours, just watching and thinking about the works mark twain wrote. That night, I still remember meeting Terri and she showed me the city. The next day I walked into the Superdome and had to laugh how tiny our show looked inside the massive Superdome.
I digress. So I had to ask a lot of questions with trout fishing. The area is full of fly fishing folks. It is supposedly some of the nicest on the east coast. The water is cold, and the current is pretty decent. For father's day, I got dad some boots and think he will be fine balancing and walking the relatively flat spot I found. There is something I sort of understand with the fly fishing, yet, I have to confess, I would rather pompano or surf fish in the ocean. I guess it is that you can catch larger fish, and the sound of the surf is soothing.
As for the best fishing in the world. We did shows in Caracas, Venezuela and went deep sea fishing a few times. Everyone was all thrilled with the blue marlin and swordfish were abundant. My favorite memory of it all was the black marlin. When you saw the fish jump out of the water, the color of its iridescent scales created the most beautiful and spectacular colors on the fish as it was airborne for a moment over the waves.
I don't really see trout doing that, and that is ok. just so long as my father had a lovely time doing something different.
For mom, I am going to see about her getting into meditation classes. Heck, I wouldn't mind them myself!