A Change of Pace
Last week I decided to head over to a local pond here in the valley to try my luck with the warm water fish. Being originally from Minnesota, I grew up fishing for these species and have many great memories of doing so as a young boy. As I pulled into the parking lot at the local pond I was having mixed feelings about my decion to be doing so. Part of me was thinking that “this is stupid” and the other part of me was excited in a weird way. My mind just could not decide how to feel about the situation. So I continued on with getting my rod rigged up and headed over to a open spot in the Willows to try my luck.
It wasn’t more than 5 seconds after my fly hit the water that I was fighting a fish. The fish was only a small Blue Gill, followed by another, and on and on it went. One after the other the fish continued to amuse me. After about a hour of catching Blue Gills and a few smaller Bass I decided that it was time to head home and make dinner. As I was walking back to my truck I came to the relization that I was in a much better mood then I was when debating on weather or not I was going to be okay with the idea of fishing for panfish in a “town pond.”
Now I know this isnt the most interesting thing you will read today, but the point of the story is that amusment can come in unexpected ways. Sometimes you just have to think out of the box and step out of your routine. Get out there and give it a shot sometime and I would be willing to bet that you will be pleasantly surprized.