Have a Coach to Show You Where and How to Fish

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The second I took my eye away from the bobber is usually when something would bite. I’d get excited and yank the line quickly to reel it in.

One of two things happened: 1) the fish got away or 2) the fish got away with my bait. The latter was the worst.

It was totally frustrating to have my bait stolen because this fish (I was convinced that it was the same one every time) was wasting my time and resources. I felt as if he was mocking me and testing my patience, or lack thereof. So I could blame the worm thief, or I could change my approach.

David, now serving as my fishing coach, baited netherlands telegram data my hook differently, wrapped a bigger worm tighter on the hook, and recommended that I pull my line in closer to where the fish appeared to be biting. The other thing he pointed out was that I needed to wait for the bobber to actually go under the water before I started reeling in the line. Ah … “hook, line, sinker” – now I understood!

Another lesson for me was that I needed to learn how to bait my own hook and not be so afraid. Plus, maybe if I had done that, I would have had more appreciation for the process because then I would have truly been getting my hands dirty.

Persevere Through Obstacles
During our time fishing, we experienced heavy rain AND sunshine. I got wet and I got hot. And I got tired.

Tired of standing on my feet for a long time, tired of casting and re-casting my line, tired of everyone else’s victories, tired of waiting for someone to re-bait my hook, and tired of the roller-coaster emotions of almost catching a fish.

“Almost” doesn’t count at the end of the day! But I didn’t quit. Nor did I sit down when David offered me a chair. Sitting would have made me complacent and not ready for the big moment. I toughed it out, knowing that my chances of catching a fish that day were slim. The probability rate was about 10%.