The Smell Of Summer Is In The Air.
The sun comes up over the horizon; the birds are a sweet sound to the ears early in the morning. The worms are squiggling out of the moist cool soil after a fresh spring rain. No need to dig for worms, they are all covering the lawn. The coffee pot clicks on and the shower fills the bathroom with moisture. The coffee is made and the first few sips go down so smooth. The fishing gear is ready and waiting at the front door and the mental check is complete. Rods, yep, hooks, yep, good to go. Then the mad dash for the river bank, there is no traffic at six am so the drive is a quick one. Then the heart starts pumping rapidly, adrenalin rushes though your veins as you walk to the fish. You know where they are and you’re prepped to get some reel screaming action. The hook is tied and you double check its strength in case a monster hits hard. Finally the first cast is launched and you’re in heaven.
Yes the sure joy of fishing, many do not fully comprehend. What’s so cool about a slimy fish, well until you catch the bug you will never completely understand! For those of you who know, there is no need to explain. The lure is searching, high and low, bottom to middle to top. The wait is agonizing until finally a hit, a glimpse of hope that you will catch and land one. Tap, tap and then BANG, a solid hook set and the battle ensues. From side to side fights the trout, tugging the rod as it pumps up and down, then the trout takes flight and you see it in all its glory, the silver bullet splashes down and then you pick up the slack taking back the line he stripped just moments ago. Wow you say as you try and catch your breath, then the moment arrives you have been waiting for; you get to touch him and gently remove the hook from his jaws. Then you let him go back to where he came from, watching him with awe.
Fishing is enjoyed by all, young and old. It is cheep to get into and it’s rewarding far beyond words. Many campfire stories are told about the big one landed, or the one that got away. Memories that will never be forgotten are made on the water all over the world. New world records are being broken month after month and fishing just keeps getting more and more popular every year. For me, I think about catching fish almost every day. It’s that passion for the sport that keeps me on the river back year after year. What keeps you coming back for more? I’d like to read your comments, feel free to add your comment here.
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To do battle with whatever is pullin’ on the end of my string. More happy hook ups!
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Yes Mel I concur, I prefer trout as they are sure strong and feisty. Thanks for the comment and look forward to reading your next post.
~Mike.
I love going out in the evening to collect worms to use the next day on a few trout streams for those streams that don’t have any room for fly casting.
I always try to leave before day break so I avoid the traffic both on the road and at my favorite fishing spots.
I have only been out once so far this year and it was for pickerel. A lot of fun but I have to get out for some trout soon.
I certainly do comprehend the joy of fishing, it’s on my mind most of the time. Just don’t get to enjoy it as much as I used to.
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Thanks James, hope you are catching many out East. I agree with your comment, I cannot fish as much as I did a few years, new baby and tons of stuff to fill my time. I hope to fish allot more this summer than I did last summer.
Thanks for the comment,
~Mike.
i thank about fishing everyday and when i can’t go i fish for fishing reports, new placeses to fish, fishing maps and anything else to do with fishing. even started a fishing report website. check it out let me know what you think. i’m ate up with it.