fishing time

Saturday Fishing. It was a fun time. we all caught little bitty fishes that were not worth keeping. Although one of us did... I'm sure it will cook up to be a nice fish stick.
I never gone creek fishing before and it was a good learning experience and a good time spent in nature and with friends. I'm a lucky and greatly blessed SOB, I must admit. To be able to have these experiences and to be able to enjoy the people I'm around... despite not catching any legitimate "keepers"... what more can a person ask for. Trully blessed.
Next time we'll catch something... Now it's interesting that I never really considered myself as a fisher person but apparently I've gone enough times that when I tell my mom that I'm going fishing she knows better than to expect me to bring fish home... Kind of a forgone conclusion that me fishing equals no fish. Ugh. why do i even bother. but yet I do it. Could it be that I really do like fishing eventhough i have no talent for it? It's hard for me to imagine liking something that I'm totally crappy at. Maybe it's a stubbornness that prevents me from giving up.
I am fascinated I guess about this whole process and if executed correctly usually will result in a fish on the hook. I'm mezmerized and I can't help it.
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