I will never forget that encounter the intense sun, the endless horizon, the infinite shades of blue that dissolved any boundary between sky and trees. The views were like swimming into a kaleidoscope, deceptively plain "Lake Winaukee" sign on the outside, but a show of colors on the inside, waiting to shock and, mesmerize me. Those colors! Sails on the horizon covered the lake; streaks of sunlight illuminated them, the swaying wildlife creating a dance of rhythm. Beautiful, preserved life synchronizing every movement with the camp sight creating one living entity.
The drive was almost unbearable, but the thought of spending the week in the snow with family kept me going. It was only a four hour drive, but at 9 years old, it felt like an eternity. The scenery slowly changed from flat land, to rolling hills. The hills were covered in yellow dying grass, but they were still beautiful. Then we started to make the climb.
Pro bass fisherman Kevin Vandam was in 11th place with 40 lbs 4 oz the winner Brent Ehrler was in first with 60 lbs 5 oz. Kevin was facing grit right about now, So with 20 mins in the tournament left Kevin remained calm brought out his favorite rod and lure and hit a rocky bank with a crank bait. Kevin remains calm, doesn 't let the doubt get to him and buckles down and is ready to hit it hard because Kevin was on a good winning streak that he didn 't want to lose. first cast, lays a 6 lbs 6 oz large mouth moves him up to 7th with 47lbs he quickly removes the fish and whips his Black Mamba crank bait back out there, and as soon as the lure hit the water he sets the hook, this is unreal he brings in a 7lb 3oz largemouth. that moves him up
W.D. Wetherell, the narrator in and author of the short story, “The Bass, The River, and Sheila Mant,” is a very passionate person; throughout the story he clearly expresses his passion for fishing, as in it he goes out fishing all the time, and it is obvious it means a lot to him, because as he explains, “I never went anywhere that summer without a fishing rod. When I wasn’t swimming laps... I was back in our driveway practicing casts...when I wasn’t doing any of those... I was fishing the river for bass.” (37).
One reason is because fishing is his passion. He has spent a significant time improving his fishing skills. As he says in his story, “When I wasn’t swimming laps to impress Sheila, I was back in our driveway practicing casts...” He has also been fishing all summer and goes nowhere without his fishing rod. We see this when he unconsciously attaches his fishing rod to his canoe before going to pick up Sheila Mant.
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
The fishing trip is a special occasion
For my imitation essay I chose "Once More to the Lake" by E.B. White. It seemed almost surreal when I first read the essay, in fact it wasn’t until the second or perhaps third time that I really believed it. I also grew up with a cabin by the lake in Maine only about 181.2 miles north of where E.B. White spent his summers and it belonged to my Aunt Jeannette. To say this story seems like something that I experienced is weird, because too much similarity exists between Mr. whites story and mine.
There were four-foot waves, and it started pouring. We decided to go in for lunch. We went to the red roof inn, but when we got there they were closed, so we went to a different restaurant, it was delicious. When we were finished with lunch, we drove out of the bay and back to the place where we were fishing. When we got there we realized we were low on leeches, so we went back to the launch and got some more leaches from the small bait store.
and I will go fishing.” (Trumbo 29) This shows the reader how uncomfortable and nerve racking it was for the son to ask his father these questions, which helps in better understanding the
What seemed to be the biggest bass in the river, snagged on the line. There is no way the boy could let Sheila know of this. The rest of the night, the narrator maneuvers the boat perfectly and somehow manages to keep the fish on the line, without Sheila having any knowledge. They finally reach their destination and the boy is faced with a crippling decision. The boy has to either cut the line, letting the fish go, or risk having Sheila lose all interest in him by reeling in the fish.
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When he got back we both fished for another hour and we were gonna call it a day. Every time we caught a fish it smelt really bad because the fish sometimes just flat out had a disgusting smell. After an hour we caught a lot more pretty fish with black stripes down them and so we were gonna call it a day because it was like 5:00 in the afternoon. So we packed up and gathered all of our stuff and we looked at our phone’s
What Are The Benefits of Fishing For Your Health? Many people around the world love fishing, but only as a hobby. It is a simple activity that is not only beneficial, but it is also entertaining. Most people love fishing despite being named a lazy people’s hobby.