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My Favorite Part About Fishing

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Fishing, a sport that takes an acquired person to love, is a sport I have grown quite fond of over the last few years. Deep, meaningful conversations emerge between my friends and I as we anticipate a bite. The rush of adrenaline when a fish snatches the lure is truly unreplaceable. My favorite part about fishing is the stories that the anglers share. December 29th, 2015, was the day my favorite fishing story had happened. Spencer Welch, a longtime friend of mine, had picked up the hobby of fishing just two years before he introduced it to me. Damon, who had also climbed my list of best friends, had been close fishing partners with Spencer since the beginning. Over the next few years I had been longing to catch enormous largemouth bass, as they always do. Before a long day of fishing, we always arrange a place to stay together the night before. This particular occasion happened to be at Spencer’s house. We always load up the kayaks the night before so the work load is not as much for the following morning. The talks we have the night before are thoughts of us catching the largest bass ever, and seeing our faces in the newspaper. Discussions of what would happen if we pulled in a new species of fish. The thoughts before a long day of fishing are endless.
As the moon continues to rise, our want for the next morning to come rises as well. Imagining the cold water splashing from the paddles onto our skin makes me shiver in bed. How

the wind cuts into your face as we paddle

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