Big Fish

My niece Danielle's son Zach caught a big ol' bass yesterday. He went with his dad, David Weldon down Leavellwood Fishing and Hunting Lodge and caught this 6 pound bass on a silver pearl fluke! I'm guessing that bass almost pull Zach into the water. If a human had the (proportional) strength of a six pound bass, he would be able to bench press a 1957 Buick Roadmaster.
I love to fish.....well more specifically, I love the water. I don't really have to catch a fish. That is reflected in the fact that I haven't caught that many fish in my life. But I have caught a few. I caught a three pound bass one time and I felt like I was trying to land Moby Dick. My arm was sore when I got that fish in the boat.
The Overalls do a song in their repertoire and the line goes:
The important part of fishing is not the fish but the fishing,

This song nails it. It's not about the destination but the journey. Give me gently flowing water, dragon flies, water birds, the smell off water Lillie's, and a gently rocking boat and I'm a happy man.