Chris MihailidesSpecial to Outdoor Enthusiast Lifestyle Magazine
So fishing is my thing. I love to fish. I fish for anything: bass, trout, blues, stripers, fresh, salt, rain, shine, ice, boat, shore. It simply doesn’t matter it’s my thing, so why would it? My other thing, being a dad. Now that’s my thing. I’d do anything for my boys, take em anywhere, do any crazy thing they say, make funny faces, eat bugs or dirt, most importantly guide them to become good men, and yeah, take them fishing.
Well it’s September again, and you know what September means to the folks here at The Preserve. Yep its club championship time. I’m sure you have heard of The Preserve 18, the greatest contest on the planet with 18 million dollars up for grabs. Well this is the real Preserve 18, the one where members and team members compete not for 18 million, but for bragging rights as the best golfer of the year.
Waking up on this Thursday, I had no idea what was in store for me. My dad came in as he always does, to get me up at 6:15 am to have my usual Eggo’s or cereal or even his occasional homemade pancakes before hitting the school bus at 7:00 am. What was different today? Dad asked “what are you doing this Saturday?” “Why?” I replied. He said snippily, “Do you have plans or what?” My reply, “No”. He said, “You do now!”