My how time flies! The older I get the faster the years seem to slip by and I now realize there are a finite number of fishing days and fishing trips in my future. I'm thankful for my grandfather, as a fishing mentor, who began taking me fishing at age 2. We used cane poles, bobbers, and earth worms, and enjoyed many happy hours on the creeks and ponds near his Carolina farm. A bobber dancing up and down still excites me. Fishing has been a strong passion my entire life. However, I came to fly fishing in later years. If I could go back and talk to my younger self, one thing I would certainly say is, "Don't wait to get into fly fishing. While you've got good health, strength, and energy, find a mentor and learn. It will take you places and teach you things you'll benefit from and enjoy the rest of your life." Now, one of my greatest joys is teaching my college-age son the basics of our sport and seeing his enthusiasm grow. What about you? If you could go back and talk to your younger self about fly fishing, what would you say?