Growing up, I wasn’t one of the lucky kids whose dad taught them how to fish. My dad was a great father, but he was always at work and never really had time for hobbies. As a kid, I thought fishing was just something old men did to get away from their wives for the day. I pictured guys in red flannels on a boat or pier, just drinking with their buddies. Fishing can be those things—but it’s also so much more. It’s an art, in a way....