How To Write A Narrative Essay About Fishing

After having to purchase bait fish for many years, I decided to get a cast net and try to catch my own shad for bait fish. It was an interesting, awkward and frustrating challenge for a while. I got wet, slipped and nearly fell a good many times. Thinking this through thoroughly, and understood that through perseverance and labor I could catch my own shad with a cast net. However, I was unacquainted with what to have for proper equipment or how to throw the net or where to catch the shad.

My mother and I shared a double tube and we set of down the canal. As we floated down, there were trees and plants on either side of us whose branches formed a cover around us. As we approached the end of the shade, I saw the huge cliffs on either side of us approaching and remembered the cliff jump. My heart picked up its pace automatically and I turned around to ask my mother if this was the part with the cliff jump. The answer was of course a yes. As we approached the terrifying cliff, I decided that I would do it. It was a rare opportunity if y six year old sister jumped from a forty foot cliff and I didn’t. As I waited in line, I thought of the worst possibilities that could happen in result of my jumping. I was fourth in line. What if I belly flop? Third in line. What if I hit the wall? Second in line. I am definitely going to break at least one bone on the ocean floor. My turn. The lifeguard counted me down and I jumped. I flew off the cliff and screamed. I absolutely loved it and went two more times and an additional three times on the next cliff down the canal. I was so proud of me and my family! Everyone in our group tried the jump, except for my grandmother who claimed she was too

I was going swimming with my family at the water park. I didn’t know how to swim at all but I was filled with excitement when we got there. There was this big swirly slide that just looked so fun, so I went up the stairs and lined up. I remember the lifeguard asking me “you can swim right” and me nodding “yes”. It was my time to go and I was hesitating to go, holding up the line. This red head behind suddenly pushed me and I was on my way down to the deep end. By the time I’ve made up my mind, it was too late. I was in the deep end. I panicked, which made me sink more and I was out of breath. I was about to pass out when lifeguard grabbed me and pulled me out of the water. That was how I experienced one of the scariest moments in my

Ever since I was a kid I have enjoyed fishing. Fishing relaxes my mind and allows me to get away from the stress of the real world. From the cool breeze around the lake to the fishes nibbling away at the bait, it’s all just very relaxing. There was one day where I caught more fish than I had ever caught before. The entire day had been going my way. My boss called me and gave me the day off and that alone is a good way to start your day. After getting the day off I was able to get a few extra hours of sleep. Being able to sleep in allowed me to get the some rest that I had not been able to get for a few weeks. After getting my well-deserved rest I decided to go to the pet store to get some fish bait. Fishing was not my original plan for that day but since I was able to get the day off and I didn’t have any other plans I was able to plan to do one of my favorite things.

I was sitting on the boat enjoying the cool breeze while the hot sun came down on me.I grabbed my rod,and decided to start catching some fish.I put my bait on the hook and,threw my rod in the water .I started to doze off nothing was happening until i felt the boat start to slowly rock.I looked down,but saw nothing then i felt the rocking again.I then heard splashes in the water i looked to my side to see an alligator.I looked into it’s cold dead eyes it honestly creeped me out.

Even though I was underneath calm and smooth water, I thought I was in the middle of the ocean alone in the dark. The first thing I remembered was if a shark comes near a person to punch it in the nose. This dazes a shark to turn the opposite way. So, I had my fist ready to go and my nerves pushed aside. But, when I looked up I saw a little kid and my mom standing there talking to another lady. I sprinted out of that waterslide pool faster than ever before. I would never try to experience something like that again. But, it was a once in a lifetime experience that I was able to encounter. I survived this terror From this experience, I learned to take risk because people only live life once. But, choose your risk that are taken wisley. This adventure is something that would be on someones bucket list. This is not an activity to participate in on a regular basis. Unless a person likes sharks and heights, this waterslide is not for an average

I will never forget the first time I went fishing, and how I instantly fell in love with it. The first fish I ever caught was in a local pond, it being a 5 pound catfish. I was four years old when I did this, and it seemed surreal to me that I could catch a fish like that. 10 years later, my family and I have competitions to see who can catch the most massive fish. My mom currently holds that record, with a rainbow trout weighing in at a whopping 22 pound 14 ounces. A typical rainbow trout would normally weigh anywhere from 1 to 4 pounds. She was so proud of that accomplishment that she had an exact replica made, and it is now mounted on her wall. I never seem to tire of fishing, as it is an activity that I never say no to doing. Watching the

Have any of you ever been fishing .Well i went for the first time ,it was with my friend Jacob and his mom Mrs mead. It all started one when our parents worked summer school. So me and jacob have done a lot of things together.like we to the movies ,the zoo and a lot of others and how it all started.

At the very bottom of the mountain there is a huge blown up bag that looks like a ginormous cushion, it's the size of a house. It is $50 a jump, and it looked like so much fun.You have the choice to ski down a steep slope, right onto a huge jump and land on the cushioned air bag. Yes, this gave me butterflies, but I felt if I didn't do this now, when would I ever have the chance to do it. Only me and my dad did it, my sister and mom were too frightened. I insisted on going first... well, I wouldn't let my dad go first. I took the lift up to the unloading area and a tall slim man, with a deep voice greeted me there, he stated reading of directions to me, I only heard him say “READY SET GOOO!!” I went as fast as I could down the small slope, and up off the jump. I shot up into the air like a rocket ship, when I came down, I let out a YELP of excitement. I landed right smack down in the middle of the bag. THIS WAS ONE OF THE BEST THINGS I HAVE EVER DONE!! I went twice more, and that was what I talked about for the rest of the

“You want to go fishing?” my friend asked as I pulled into his driveway. After a minute I said, “Sure. When are we going?” We agreed upon going early the next morning. While we were waiting on the next morning to come, we got everything we needed for the next day ready. The day was long, but it soon became dark.

Four years and we finally have something on the line. Is the nonlinear structure working?

The most precious childhood treasure was a green bass spinnerbait. This piece of ordinary fishing tackle was more than a good bass jig to me. It began a great bonding time with my father's dad and him. Now me and my father experience the same type bonding that he experienced with his dad.

I remember a time in my life not too long ago when my family and I went white water rafting for the first time. We had been spending some of our summer vacation at a cabin in the Smokey Mountains, close to Gatlinburg, Tennessee. The next day we would experience feelings of exhilarating excitement, with a sense of suspense and anticipation as we rafted down the Nantahala River.

It was a warm summer day when I was 7 years old and I was going fishing with my dad. So we grabbed our poles and the tackle box. When we got down to the pond and I picked out the “perfect” spot. It was under a shade tree and there was also a bench to put our tackle box and to sitt.So we casted our poles.... and Nothing we tried everything crankbait,jerkbait,and still nothing.so then i went back to the old fashion worm.

Seventy five degrees hot day where the sun is shining the sound of waves hitting the shore of the beach and the smell of fish this gets me in the mood for fishing on my favorite spot mullet lake