Motorcycles. Had my first 50cc dirt bike at 5 and would rip around with him and my older brothers. For my 16th birthday he signed me up for road bike lessons and I was fully licensed to ride 3 weeks later iirc. He'd let me borrow his 83 Honda V65 Magna which was an 1100 to go to highschool and around town as long as he wasn't riding it himself.
Not his bike but exact same.
He got himself his first Harley and the V65 was just there for us boys to use as we pleased. My mom got herself a Honda Shadow and we'd all go for family rides but that didn't last ore than a few seasons.
I moved away for 5+ years then came back and bikes were what bright us back together again. We were working together on a weekend and talking about what we could do to catch up on lost time and street bikes made the most sense. At 59 years old he parked his Harley and bought himself a 2001 Suzuki TL100R, he'll of a first sport bike.
He couldn't believe how much bike you could get for a graduate tion of the cost of a Hog. After a season of him on his TL and me on my GSXR he decided to treat himself for his 60th and bought himself a Hayabusa, I was so proud of him lol.
Last year he decided that the posture was too taxing and wanted a bit more comfort. Main reason being him getting remarried and his new wife wanted to be a passenger so he's back on a new full dresser Harley in all black.
He's always been an outdoorsman who still hunts but rarely fishes. Unfortunately our timing hasn't lined up to hand that knowledge down but we're working on it. To date Ill always think of him first when it comes to bikes and electrical work (he trained me and my two brother the trade which we still all do to this day).