Fishing is an amazing past time – it changes you from the normal everyday stressed, rushed, busy person to a relaxed and chilled out human.
I can’t stand in queues if they are too long, I will just walk away. Even if I really need something, I just can’t stand waiting about but put me behind a rod and I can wait – hours, weeks, a month for a fish.
We just all sit and watch the world go by without thinking of anything else. The stress relief from relaxing should be prescribed by doctors and the passion for fishing just can’t communicate with other non-fishing people. They just don’t see it. I have tried over the years, there just must be something different about us all.
I do find that if you don’t go that many times each year, the drive just fades out of some people. For me, I find very odd as I can’t see myself losing that bug.
From watching the line twitch and the float knock. Your adrenaline is fired up which non-fishing folks just clearly don’t get.
Come rain or shine, we head out feeling the passion driving us forwards. On a cold wet Winters day, you drive to the shop thinking ‘I don’t want to be out here’, but given the chance to go fishing, you would happily sit under the brolly for hour after hour and not wishing to go home.
I think it’s the combination of all the senses which drives us all forward time after time as well as the peaceful surroundings where we spend hours. It must take us back to the Stoneage hunter/gather thing to sit patiently after our prey and formulate better ways to capture and outwit them.
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