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    Inflatable Fishing Paddle Boards There are people out there that love fishing and then there are also people who want to take fishing to an extreme level. In the past, this meant that they wanted to go further out into the ocean, in deeper water, where they could find large fish. Now though, there is a new way of fishing that allows people to stay close to land and experience a new type of fishing that goes beyond your wildest dreams. It is all due to the inflatable fishing paddle boards that…

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    Ice Fishing It was a very cold day. We were out on the ice fishing. My dad and I were in a fishing tournament. All day we kept getting a whole bunch of little fish and no big ones. We were on Grand lake. There was a lot of people fishing but no one was getting any fish incept littel fish that were illegal. It was five hours into fishing. I started to get a bite. But the bites were to small to to hook the fish. So the fish kept nibbling on it but that was it. Finally half hour after it…

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    frustration have in common? Fishing is always fun but when you don't catch anything, it can be frustrating. If I could, I would go fishing every day On the Fourth of July I was a nice warm day. I got out of bed, but everyone else was asleep. (Compound) I got breakfast. I was so hungry, I could eat a horse. (Metaphor) Every else woke up after I ate breakfast. When everyone was ready for the parade, we left. After the parade, my dad and I went home to get fishing supplies for the fishing derby. I…

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    It is almost 2:30 pm, I was impatiently waiting for the school bell to ring, so I can go fishing after school. The school bell rings and I immediately rush out of the classroom to get home. I arrive home and get everything ready for the fishing trip. I am in the state of Louisiana, in St. Mary parish. It is 3:00 pm, I have everything ready to go fishing, and I go into the woods. I go to the creek, the edge is full of grass that is very wet and there is patches and puddles of mud from the recent…

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    happy. My favorite place to go is a little fishing camp in Bay Saint Louis, Mississippi. This little yellow camp on the bayou may not be special to anyone else, but it 's special to me. There have been so many good times and memories made here. This isn 't everyone 's cup of tea because everything to be done is outside. I love it but I also love being outside. We usually fish all day, grill, and fish late into the night.But this particular memory is about fishing. I go to the camp every weekend…

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    needle in a haystack. Fortunately, I have never had to try to find a needle in a haystack, but I have had to find an anchor on the bottom of the lake until I went fishing with Jon Mans. It was a bright sunny day in the middle of July. Jon Mans and I were headed to the lake, where we would meet our football coach, Jimmy, to go fishing. Even though we arrived at the lake well before Jimmy, we got my 14-foot camo Alumacraft the trailer. Additionally, the boat was hooked up to my silver Chevy…

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    I believe in the outdoors. It has been an escape from reality for me. I am very thankful that I was taught at such a young age about hunting and fishing. The countless memories and time spent with the people that share the same passion that I do. When I first learned to walk, my grandpa taught me about the outdoors. I can still remember my first fishing pole; it was a Pfluger painted burnt orange on a 6ft’6in’’ Berkley lightning rod. The amount of time I spent practicing casting and tying…

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    Our story begins in a fish tank, filled with fish of all colors. The owner of the fish is a man named the Prince. The prince has a son named Paris who rely likes the fish. Paris likes them so much he wants his own. The only bad fish were the red and blue ones. They are always fighting, and nobody knows why. These fish have been fighting for so long that the Prince is starting to get mad. Today a red fish was swimming around when he suddenly saw a blue fish near him. Both fish got angry…

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    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,…

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    these folks would follow me to the Snake River for a fishing trip, I think they’d change their minds. If they were to join me on the river, they’d hear the sound of motor boats traveling up the water, and they’d smell the engine exhaust and hear the laughter of the fishermen. They’d be able to look across the river to the Idaho side and see a white pick-up truck parked in the mudflats next to the water. They’d see the family casting their fishing poles and hear them joking as the dad…

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