Someone once said, “There’s a thin line between fishing and just standing on the shore like an idiot.” Even when I’m holding a fishing pole, I’m still standing on the shore like an idiot. No need to even string it because I’m not going to catch anything or reap any of the deeper rewards.
I’m aware of the meditative, stress reducing and sanity enhancing benefits of fishing. Yet none of that seems to work for me. In the same way I could never say more than “bonjour” after ten years of French 101, I just can’t seem to “get” fishing.
This song is dedicated to my son, Ty, an accomplished fisherman who’s coming to visit tomorrow!