For the Love of fishing

I am a keen fisherman and will take any opportunity to wet my lines, although I must admit that despite my efforts, I am not as successful as I would like to be or believe.  Not that I have not caught my fair share of fish, why I even managed, on a trip to Mauritius, to hook a blue marlin, all 284 kg of fish. 

But the real attraction to fishing is the gadgets that are required and the technicality of it all.  It starts with the rod, then the real, line, hooks leaders, plastics, lures, poppers and the like.  Then there are sinkers and bait holders and a slew of bits and bobs that make up a well-stocked fishing tackle box,  and that, that is the real attraction.

Rods with that special action that gives the feel of a great fisherman, reels with slick bearings that give that hot knife through butter feel,  line that allows you to cast amazing distances, hooks that turn in the fishes mouth so you can  hook a fish without any effort, all this and I still have trouble catching fish.

I have tried everything, baits, plastics, poppers and everything else that I have either seen advertised and almost every technique on youtube and yet, the fish remain elusive.

On my last trip to the coast, I joined my fishing buddies for a spot of shark fishing, and while they were hauling out the big ones, I too was hauling out the inedibles.  Pufferfish were the order of the day for me.
Three in all, matching the three sharks that my friends had managed to land for that day even though mine, at 400g apiece, was far from the average of 158kg for the sharks.

I now realise the size of the fish does not really matter, the act of fishing is what is important, not whether you catch a fish or not!  Hey, water here I come....:)

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