Personal Narrative Essay: The Joy Of Fishing

Ever since I was young fishing has been a very easy thing for me to do, off the dock I could spend all day catching sunfish and perch. Nowadays it seems like no matter what lake I go to, or what lure I use, I always catch fish. Lately I have been trying new ways to catch fish instead of my typical routine, which was starting to get boring and rather easy. Earlier this year I was driving around at my cabin and I saw a river that looked very good for fishing so I decided to go down it the next; I loaded up the kayak, packed all my fishing gear and I was on my way. Once on the river I had no idea what to expect so I just put one of the most basic lures I had. I've had about ten or fifteen casts with no fish so i considered switching over when bam! A largemouth bass hits my bait and starts pulling me all over the place; after about five minutes of fight I finally get it in and then release it. After that it seemed as if I couldn't keep the fish off of my hook, cast over cast I would be reeling them in.
I told my dad to try a new spot, for obvious reasons. He let me drive the boat once we got there and sure enough the fish started biting. We ended up catching five or six that day, and all while I was driving. Things like that always happen to me whether it's pure luck, or maybe I just have a gift. These are just a few of the many fishing stories I have. Like most fisherman I might have exaggerated a few of them, but it makes the story that much better. That brings me to my conclusion; Fishing truly is an art, and an art that I have mastered. It doesn't matter where I am, or who I'm with, as long as I have a pole I have