Fishing is the best way to enjoy some one on one time with a friend. Just you and them, out their on the water. Waiting patiently for that next big strike on your line. It does not get much better than that. Each and every trip embedding new and exciting memories, that will last a lifetime. You just can not resist, when someone calls up and says, hey, you want to go out fishing? I know i can’t. I am always ready to go. I really can’t think of anything that I would rather do. Fishing is the one thing, out of all others, that makes me drop whatever I’m doing, and head for the river.
Going out with my buddy, heading for the delta waters of California, now that is living. We try to get out at least once or twice a month. I wouldn’t mind if it were a little more than that. Oh well, you have to stick around the house a little, I guess. Anyways, back to the fishing. Our last time out, we did pretty well. Each nailing a couple of stripers. Let me tell you, those are some strong, fighting fish. They make you think that you have a shark on the line. Lots of excitement, reeling those puppies in. We caught quite a few smaller catfish too, but we released them.
Getting out with my friend, and doing a little fishing, is probably the best times of my life. Sometimes we just sit there, not saying a word to each other. Knowing though, that it’s ok, we are not mad at each other or anything like that. It is just alright to sit there and be silent sometimes. Not worried about what others think. Just relaxing and thinking about nothing. Waiting to holler, Fish On!
