Five years ago in March, I was blessed with the birth of my little fishing buddy, Tatum. In an attempt to spend as much time with Tatum as possible, I cut way back on my fishing, opting instead to stay home with her. Although it was a sacrifice I will never regret, I did miss my fishing. A fishing partner of mine had a son the same year. He too, choose to stay home with his child. One day, we were talking about how we missed going fishing. As the discussion continued, we explored the idea of going fishing at night, after the little ones had gone down for the evening.