Descriptive Essay: Bass Fishing

I was so delighted that see that and wanted to catch my own. Then my brother's friend started to catch fish too and I was about to crack. I tried to keep myself calm and was saying to myself that I'm going to catch a fish. The clock was ticking, hours passing by and I wasn't catching anything. Everyone was catching fish and showing them off.

This is where the sacrifice comes in. He doesn’t give up Sheila, but he gives up huge bass that has kept snagging on the narrator’s fishing line. It is the biggest bass that he has ever seen or caught, and he probably will never find a bass like that ever again. But then, Sheila Mant is equally impressive. And it is impossible to have both, though the narrator keeps trying to keep the bass on the line, until he has to cut it.

I brought all of the fishing stuff down near the water to get ready to fish. My dad grabs our two fishing chairs and our drinks. We start fishing and get nothing but little bluegill for

My friend, Dylan, drove the Ranger behind the house to plug it in and keep it there for later. Dylan and my brother then gathered the bouquet of fishing poles and met with the two younger girls and myself to set up on the dock of the pond. We cast our lines in every direction possible, entering into an inevitable, tangled mess. It was a miracle we were able to catch any fish at all. My every step made the dock creak and sway, an obvious sign of rotting wood.

I was taught to cast a fishing line and how to handle a 12 gauge shotgun by my father and my Uncle Joe. We’d spend countless hours fishing for trout, but most of our time went towards duck hunting and it is still the best way for me to relax and clear my mind. Duck hunting is a very social kind of hunt and that means it calms my spirit. Hunters experience nature in such a way that they become part of it, and when that experience is shared with another human, it forms a bond like no other. Some of the best conversations I’ve ever had took place sitting in a duck blind, waiting for the ducks to fly overhead.

Manolin must rather fish with successful fishermen. So Santiago must fish alone. He decides to go far out into the Gulf Stream and tells Manolin his plan explaining that his bad luck is over. On the 85th day , at noon a massive marlin takes his bait. The fish pulls the boat for 2 days and 2 nights and the old

For example, during the August heat, the fish stop biting because they swim to the bottom of the river bed to keep cool. Peyton solves this problem with the help of Preacher Henry, who provides her with some helpful information that she needs to catch the bass. Frank writes, “‘How would I get them? Nobody’s been able to net any bass bait - no shiners.’ ‘That’s the trouble,’ Preacher said. ‘The little fish he gets hot too and so he’s out there in the middle deep…’ Peyton

He remembered warnings of Puranas. With this knowledge he decided to test the water by throwing in the last of his food, a beef stick. To his surprise he did not see any Puranas so he believed his only obstacle was the quick water. He laid his backpack down on the bank of the river. He couldn't bring it with him.

My brother billy bob carter cameron joe made a cast on it it hit the frog that we used for bait he hooked up with the huge beast then everything stopped even the fish and we heard hey what are you doing here. I said fishing he said i have seen you here before i am calling the police so we ran but darn this guy

In this story, “The Bass, the River, and Sheila Mant,” this boy is willing to give up his entire reputation and passion for being a fisherman just because the pretty faced, inconsiderate, selfless girl thinks fishing is boring and not exciting. When the boy finally gets the courage to ask Sheila out of this concert thing with his boat through the river to be alone with her, he puts out a fishing line out of habit and picks the girl up, and she does not see the rod and just starts talking on and on about herself. Meanwhile, this boy has accidentally hooked the supposed biggest bass ever, and the girl does not realize because she is just too busy talking. Eventually, the boy cut the fishing line, and when they get to the actual concert, he realizes they have nothing in common. When the girl gets a ride home from another one of her friends, the boy goes back not only to a broken heart, but also he has seemed to have lost his ego and reputation just by trying to gain this cute faced neighbor's

I am reading “The Bass, The River, and Sheila Mant” by W. D. Wetherell, and I am on page 3. So far this book is about a boy who falls in love a girl who lives next door. He takes the girl out on a boat ride to a concert but realizes that he forgot to take his fishing line off of the boat until a very large bass comes along and pulls on his line. He tries to hide the fish on the line, because he knows that Sheila does not like to fish so he’s trying to hide the evidence. In this journal I will be questioning and connecting.

The narrator might pick the bass. First, fishing is his favorite pass time. The whole summer, if he wasn’t watching Sheila, he was fishing. When he gets ready for their date, he puts his fishing supplies in the boat without even thinking about it. He also took a lot of time to learn about fish, like he

Thankfully my grandpas boat has a cabin so we were able to stay nice and toasty on the way out. It was a fantastic experience that you would not experience fishing in California. The fish are tough to pull in when you’re only 8, you just reel it in and fight as hard as you can to try and keep hold of the pole. Then when you finally win the battle and have the fish in the boat the feeling is amazing, you are surprised you accomplished it and anxious to eat it later in the day. Later that year, I asked my grandpa to take me fishing for my birthday, and we had an amazing time.