My dad, brother-in-law and I were all out fly fishing in the Cleveland area. It was a cold autumn day and we had been already fishing for a few hours. We had been trying out different fishing spots along the river and we weren't having any luck. So, we kept moving along down the river and I noticed a sign that said "No trespassing beyond this point". Me being the good citizen I am pointed it out to my dad. His response was, "You wanna catch some fish or what, Luke?” So we kept wading along down the river, until we found a good spot to try out. My dad made is first cast, and "BOOM" he gets a steelhead on. I can remember him saying, "Oh Hell Yeah!', because he knew this was going to be a good spot to fish at. We were there for about an hour, reeling in more fish than I have ever seen. Left and right we were catching these steelhead. My brother-in-law had just hooked on another one, when we see the wildlife officer walking down the hill towards us. I can remember all three of us saying the exact same thing at same time..."Uh oh". The officer came down the river’s edge and asked "Do you guys have written permission to be fishing down here?" We told him "No Sir" and he asked us to come up to his vehicle to talk. So we reeled in our lines and packed everything up to go have a conversation with this officer.
My father and brother-in-law both were written up for trespassing. They had to go to court and were both fined. I was under the age of 18 at the time, so all I got was a slap on the wrist. I always tell my dad that he should've listened to me, but we did have the best day of our fisherman lives.