Fishing-Blogging Topic

Whether its trout fishing in a calm lake, or fishing for sharks in the Atlantic, I always enjoy the art of fishing. When your sitting on a bucket, staring at the calm water in front of you as the day is just starting to heat up, you wonder why you signed up to go in the first place, and right then, a little tug on the line changes everything. You automatically perk up, tug on the pole, and reel. Given that you sucessfully reel the fish in, your mood swings dramatically within that small speck of time. When I was younger, I caught a fish and had my dad take it off the line. Being impatient, I cast it out as far as I could, making myself look stupid as there was not bait. Not a moment after my dad expressed anger, I felt a tug and reeled in another fish.While some fishing experiences have been lucky, others have not. There is nothing like being on a boat for 4 hours and not catching a thing. Even though we usually go deep sea fishing in the morning so the rest of the day can be spent on the beach, I am never a happy camper as I step onto the boat half asleep. But as soon as we are out of the bay, I come to life as it speeds forward, motor roaring and water splashing, with the promise of a great morning ahead. The thrill of catching the big fish, and my struggle to reel them in, is enough to make me go deep sea fishing every year. Not only do I enjoy the sport, but I enjoy spending time with my dad. I have always been a daddy's girl, but I still don't bait my own hook. Fishing can reflect the way of life- whether it be calm, chaotic, going your way, or not going your way at all. Either way, it can be memorable when spent with the right family and friends in company.