We all know the saying “give a man a fish feed him for a day, teach a man to fish feed him for a lifetime.” Although this may have been true in the past Fishing has evolved into much more than a way to feed one self. Fishing has evolved into a way to let go and truly bond with those around you. From a young age my father instilled the peaceful sound of rushing water and the beauty of nature into my life. Fishing has been a part of my life even back in the days where I could not fish on my own and my father would let my brother and I reel in the fish that he had caught. Every year when I was young we would take a week long fishing trip to Montana where we would travel to the edges of the state just to fish the many of the gorgeous rivers and lakes Montana has to
When I was finishing up first grade, my parents decided that the best thing for us to do at the time would be for us to move up to Alaska. My dad was going to start a construction company alongside my grandpa, and it would be an adventure that we would remember for the rest of our lives. We had visited several times previously, but this would be different all together. Here are just a few of the things that I noticed were different in Alaska from California and other states that I’ve visited.
It was the middle of january in the cold thirty to thirty-five degrees with a bone chilling breeze from the north, and the christmas break is almost over, there is only enough time to go ice fishing one more time. Not only is christmas break almost over but ice fishing season is too. It was my Brother(Matthew),My Grandpa, a friend of mine with the name of Dale and I on this fishing trip. The fishing trip included a 1 night stay in the ice shack that my father had bought from a neighbor 's garage sale for a good deal, this shack is built from oak slabs, it has a wood burning fireplace and 5 holes in the floor perfect for my family and friends the only thing that I could say was wrong with it was the window from the north side of the shack had
It was a windy Saturday evening, and the sun was close to setting. My family and I had been on Galveston Island for about 20 minutes. When we made it to the hotel, we told that is would be another 45 minutes until our room was ready. Because of this we took a walk on a pier that was across the street. The pier extended out over the water and ended with a spot for fishing. An hour later, we decided to go to the beach.
Lake Cumberland is a best-loved place to go for vacation mostly because of all the memories created there, but my favorite trip there was when we went camping this past summer. Since summer was ending and there was a three day weekend, my family decided to camp at the lake. Friday after school my mom, dad, sister and I drove down to Kentucky with the boat and stayed at a hotel, so the next day it would only take about an hour and a half to get to the dock. That hour and a half is a lot better than six hours from our house!
On a Friday a while back, I got out of school early. I had gotten out to finish packing for Spring Hill. Spring Hill is a tubing resort in Michigan and I was going with my youth group. I finished packing and my mom drove Ben Turner and me over to the church. “Ben are you excited” I asked Ben
Are you wondering how to catch the trout? Or are you a trout fisherman who wants to learn some new tips? There will be no more coming back empty-handed when you learn to catch trout. In this article I am going to elucidate some simple and easy ways to catch a trout. In most cases, fishing is simple and easy and we, as fishermen, think everything and make fishing much more complicated than it really has to be. Take for example catching a trout. Flea flickers make their type of trout fishing out to be so much more than it actually is. Waving a feather back and forth in an effort to attract a fish to bite is too complicated.
It was a warm, sunny day in late May. I was on one of the last bus rides I was ever going to take from my school to my house, with all of my friends. Laughing and joking around. My parents had gotten a new house about 45 minutes away and I was switching schools and starting new. Not only that but my dog had recently passed and my whole house was just gloomy and dark. As I walked through my front door I realised that it was one of the last times I was going to do it. There were boxing laying in the living room and hallways. I pushed past them and walked up to my room to started doing homework. Later that night I could hear my parents talking, my dad saying something about puppies and my mom telling him no. When we all came down for
As I step out of the warm, window-frosted, pickup onto the hard snow packed ice, I can see seemingly endless miles of white snow. The sound of the whirling wind traveling over the snow covered ice makes me feel like I’m a baby in a pacifier store. Soon I notice gusts of wind causing small snow drifts as it travels from the west side of the treeless shore to the east side. I see extended cab pickups and SUVs pulling massive ice houses which resemble an RV that a movie star would rest in while filming on location. I hear the banging of ice as these rigs travel over the snow packed ice to their lucky fishing spots that were marked by GPS years prior.
Not often does disappointment turn into excitement. A brief trip to Rainy River with my father and his friends was certainly a transition from disappointment to excitement. My father indirectly demonstrated lessons during this trip that will remain with me endlessly.
I wade in the cool water feeling the drenched jacket that once gave me chills as I was putting it on, clinging to me with support to keep me afloat. I also feel the firm grip of the boots around my feet. I even get to taste the freshness of the water as some of it slips into my mouth. I see the smooth lavender of my ski glistening atop of the water. Behind that I see the black and white boat that we tend to call “The Bear” idling, slowly creeping forward, letting the slack that runs between me and him lessen. Held in my hand is a black handle with rubber grip, which connects me to a kaleidoscopic rope that runs across the water to the boat.
On October 18 me and my friends all gathered at George house. We were playing games on the Xbox and me. And my friend Jamel were racing and having fun. And gorge went to the kitchen and grabbed some food to us. And music was playing in the background and we were all having fun. After that srdjan and his girlfriend came In and we started talking and playing games. And we decided to go to the garage to fixing Jamel car it needed some paint work. We were having a lot of fun till my dad texted me and told me to come back home. So I said bye to the boys. And went to the gas station to get gas because my car was low. I finally filled up and started to head back home on the way I saw a Cadillac. And I raced him like three times and i won every time because my car is faster.
It may be hard for most people to identify the exact moment in their life when they realized they cared about something bigger than what was right in front of them – the earth and its inhabitants. I, fortunately, do not fall into that category and by a series of fortuitous events—I unintentionally became an environmentalist. It was the summer of 1978, in a little patch of undeveloped land adjacent to a series of canals in Indian Harbor Beach, Florida—my hometown. Every weekend, my Dad would pack a lunch and we would walk to the canal and fish all day…it was the best time of my life...until early August. We walked to the canal about to saddle up to our favorite “secret” fishing spot and it was fenced in and had a big sign that said something to the effect of construction and stay out. No big deal, we moved down and found a new site…the next week houses started to go up and the fish did not seem to be as hungry. Eventually the canal smelled as the fish were dying off and floating quite eerily in the water—that was the end of my summer fishing with my dad. As irony would have it, the next month, we got new neighbors who moved from a little town in New York
One foggy October morning my dad woke me up in the dusk of morning and my dad said to me and said boy now look here there is a time in every boys life when he becomes a man and like my daddy took me hunting when i was about your age. I am going to take you hunting today so change into your new hunting clothes and we leave in 45 minutes to go to my deer camp where i went when i was your age. I said WOW!!! I am going to love this father son bonding trip on the verge of the time ending we headed out to deer camp