We’re in the Tennessee mountains and 4 out of 6 of us have a Y chromosome. The men folk want to something manly, something worthy of “staying in a cabin”.  They want to go fishing!  Go out hook some fish maybe have the ladies cook ’em up for dinner.  HU-AH! Problem with that. None of us planned to come up a cabin much less fish.   So some of us brought footwear more appropriate for the beach.  We had no tackle, no bait, and no fishing license (which would of run for more than $30 a piece).  We are also on a budget so … Continue reading Fishing Like a 7 year-old!