Catching a fish seemed easy to do. There were three simple steps to follow: cast a line, catch a fish, and reel it in. At least that was my initial thought. However, nothing in life is so straightforward. There will always be complexity or obstacles when trying to complete any goal.
The fishing trip was on the first Friday of April around four o’clock in the afternoon. Spring had just arrived, so the weather was perfect for a light jacket. There was a slight breeze that wisped across the water, and that along with the water’s waves, caused droplets to be toss about. The crashing sound of waves hitting the pier, calls of seagulls, rumbling of golf cart engines, and the musky odor of the water all filled the air. The sun glared down on the water, …show more content…
First, the line had to be threaded through the five guides of the fishing rod, then it had to be tied through the hook and teardrop-shaped sinker. This was extremely tedious because the hook was very sharp and could easily pierce through skin. After the line was tied, the hook had to be baited. There was a rustling sound as my dad pulled the container of bloodworms from a white plastic bag. The container was sat on the railing and opened. He pulled a worm out, cut it in half and pushed each half of its wiggling body through two hooks. Feelings of uncertainty came but were easily pushed down when he said, “Let me show you how to cast a line.” He grabbed the handle of the rod with his left hand then he wrapped his right hand around the rod and pulled the line back with his index finger. He tilted the rod to the right just past his head and the hook swayed beside his shoulder. Effortlessly, he tossed the line forward into the air and released his finger’s hold of the line. The reel whizzed while the line soared further through the air. Once the line got far out, it could no longer be seen. Instead there was only the sound of a splash that gave the general area of where the line landed. As soon as the splash sounded, he tightened the line by reeling it in a bit and sat it back down to its original resting
The fishing trip was on the first Friday of April around four o’clock in the afternoon. Spring had just arrived, so the weather was perfect for a light jacket. There was a slight breeze that wisped across the water, and that along with the water’s waves, caused droplets to be toss about. The crashing sound of waves hitting the pier, calls of seagulls, rumbling of golf cart engines, and the musky odor of the water all filled the air. The sun glared down on the water, …show more content…
First, the line had to be threaded through the five guides of the fishing rod, then it had to be tied through the hook and teardrop-shaped sinker. This was extremely tedious because the hook was very sharp and could easily pierce through skin. After the line was tied, the hook had to be baited. There was a rustling sound as my dad pulled the container of bloodworms from a white plastic bag. The container was sat on the railing and opened. He pulled a worm out, cut it in half and pushed each half of its wiggling body through two hooks. Feelings of uncertainty came but were easily pushed down when he said, “Let me show you how to cast a line.” He grabbed the handle of the rod with his left hand then he wrapped his right hand around the rod and pulled the line back with his index finger. He tilted the rod to the right just past his head and the hook swayed beside his shoulder. Effortlessly, he tossed the line forward into the air and released his finger’s hold of the line. The reel whizzed while the line soared further through the air. Once the line got far out, it could no longer be seen. Instead there was only the sound of a splash that gave the general area of where the line landed. As soon as the splash sounded, he tightened the line by reeling it in a bit and sat it back down to its original resting