GOLDEN MEMORIES
T’S been 20 years since my kids were tiny little anglers and now, I’m at it again with my eldest grandson. Cruz (aka Cappie), is about to turn five and he is a fishing tragic. I haven’t pushed, but he’s always enjoyed being on the boat with his “Da”, and what started as “mummy-relief boating” has evolved into “Hi Da, can we go fishing”, which is most of the
