Narrative Of Deep Sea Fishing

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“There is a moment during every fight with a strong fish when you wonder whether it or you will win the battle” (Hudson). Since the age of four, I have enjoyed catching bass, brim, and catfish. Thirteen years later, I finally attempted my luck at deep sea fishing. Finally, my dream came true one overcast fall weekend. During the fall, saltwater fish tend to stay closer to the top of the water and in shallow waters because of the warmer water temperatures. If the water and fish comply with the weather, then fishing during the fall in Florida will not let an angler down.
The night before I began my fishing adventure, my family and I were sitting around a red-hot campfire. The easterly winds caused the fire to flicker, and I roasted marshmallows
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I watched the never-ending, soft waves crash onto the lonely, windswept beach from the balcony. It was time to get in the shiny, black Ford Explorer and head to the boat ramp. When I got out of the vehicle, I smelt the fishy air and heard the boats bumpin up against the old dock. Kevin Quaranta, who fly fishes, was also our deep-sea fishing guide. Kevin backed the crimson red Key West 1760 Stealth into the water and assembled our stuff together to prepare for our half-day fishing excursion. As my family and I sat there waiting for Kevin to prepare our rods, I started feeling anxious. Once he was done, we headed out on the Key West 1760 Stealth equipped with two ninety horsepower outboard motors that looked about as large as the eighteen-foot boat itself. When Kevin fired up the motor all I could smell was the tantalizing fumes. Finally, our trip with Shore Thang Charters was …show more content…
Consequently, I put a snakeskin bandana over my face. Finally, we reached the fishing hole after what had seemed like hours. The water was extremely calm and felt like we were on a lake. The morning started out slow, but as the sun started to come up, our guide promised the fish would begin to bite. At last, I felt a slight tug on the bright yellow braided line and set the hook for the first catch of the day which was a small Spinner Shark. My family and I continued fishing this same hole for a little longer. Kevin decided to troll for the rest of the trip. Suddenly our luck changed, and we started reeling them in one after another. Speckled Sea Trout and Pufferfish were hitting our lines left and right. I thought to myself this day cannot get any better. Kevin cast a bright orange artificial bait that looked like it was a foot long. Kevin said, “If anything hits this it is going to be a stud.” Two hours passed since he threw it out, and we had not seen any action to this

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