my oh my,
the magic of it all, man against nature.
the mystery of what does swim in the hidden depths lying out before you.
yeh fishing is great.
and don't get me wrong, i'm not a thrill-killer. not some savage who has the skin of a bear on his floor and horns of some timid thing on his wall. i catch it i eat it. it's small or has three eyes back in the drink it goes.
i believe my disposition is along that of a vegetarian who is about to rip a carrot out of the ground; the buzz of the chase, the anticipation of the size of catch, and even a little remorse your gonna have to kill the little bugger.
