Notes from Creekside - Never too late

I never had a bike as a kid. I guess mom and dad couldn’t afford one for everyone. My cousin had a bike that he let me ride one time, but it was a boys bike and it wasn’t very pleasant. My brother also had a bike, but I couldn’t reach the pedals on it and I don’t remember him offering to let me try to ride it anyway. So now I have my own bike and am playing like I should’ve back then. I didn’t have a fishing rod either so we had sticks with strings or if we were lucky we got to use a cane pole when we went to the lake with dad. He let me use his spin rod one time. I didn’t know you could backlash it. I didn’t even know what that meant. I have my own spin rod now and my own fly rod. When we were kids because we didn’t have much money, we used our imagination to make a lot of things on our own. We made race cars with match boxes, tree houses out of old lumber and sheets or whatever we could find. And I didn’t look for snakes every time I stepped into the woods.