Just for that I think I'll keep a limit next time rather than just lunch
Many think that fishing is just catching fish and there is some truth to that. I'm like WFM above, fishing to me is as much the challenge, as it is getting away from everything and using the time to think, pray, meditate, whatever. And I have the perfect spot for it that nobody else dares to go. Don't get many fish up there but I also don't try too hard. They're there I just don't really care if they are biting or not. Sometimes I'll snag a few just to have a lunch, or dinner or whatever.
I was guiding the river for a living, for a little while. Fun but WORK. Some people that's all they cared about is that they had a fish every cast. Some were just using me to figure out how to do it. Then there were a select few, usually city slickers, that had never been on the river, had never been outside of a stocked pond in the middle of town with 300 other people lining the bank trying to catch stocked 10"-15" catfish. And that's all fine to do that, I did too growing up. We hop in the boat and head upriver, past all the houses, boat docks, multi-million dollar investment properties, and we get to an area, about 3 1/2 miles of river (as far as I can go in my boat, safely) where there is...NOTHING. Deer, turkey, squirrels swimming across the river, snakes, otters, etc. Had a lady in her early 40's flew in from near Akron, OH, because it was a "dartboard toss vacation". In other words, she's got a map on a dartboard, blindly throws the dart and it landed here, she googled what's there and found this. NEver been fishing a day in her life. Yay I get another beginner. But, she was a trooper. We get on up where the fish is at, I gave her a quick rundown on how to cast a spinning rig, and she had it down in no time flat. Hung the first fish, I netted it, nothing special just a 14" Rainbow, and you'd have thought she was in heaven. The air temp at the top of the hill was probably 80 degrees, but down on the river it might have been 60-COLD considering the fog and humidity. A few fish and about an hour later she's like "I'm just going to sit here and relax". Ok cool I'll throw a lure or two if you don't mind. As we sat there, a pair of Eagles flew over. She'd never seen Eagles in real life only on TV. Little while later a squirrel swims past. They have black squirrels where she is, so seeing a gray one was "odd" to her. At the end of our 4 hour fishing trip--and about 25 fish later (we only kept 5 each), she took her catch to the cabin she rented and cooked 'em up using a recipe that we found online while I was cleaning the fish. I got a nice tip, made a friend, and she found a place that has way more to offer than her faster-paced way of life that she's so used to.
I know it's really just a little thing, fishing, we take it for granted--but it is so much more, if you let it be.
