Narrative Essay About Fishing Research Paper

After I had released the fish, I put away the net, holder and scale back into the dock shed. Then, I got the fishing pole, and re-baited it with another bluegill in hopes of catching another catfish. My Dad came up behind me and

We over around the lake a lot because how we weren't really hardly getting any bites on our fishing pools. And I had only gotten one bite and when I pulled it in the fish was only a little bit bigger than an orange. But it was

The time I got a 23 in 5 1/2 lb Largemouth Bass in Florida was awesome. When the Bass first struck my frog lure it jumped into the air and splashed down into the water. It fought very hard and tangled the line around the lily pad stems. All I could hear was my line being pulled out by the fish. I yelled at all my family to get outside. When they got out I was struggling to to get the fish out of the weeds. I eventually worked it out of the weeds and into clear water. My grandma was yelling because of how big it was. My dad got in the water and lifted it out. We filled a tote with water and put it in. It barely fit! I named it “Tank” because of how hard it hit my lure. We kept it in the tote until we found someone that could make a replica

When we got to the campsite we filled the tank up with water. When the tank was full we hurried to get everything back into the RV. Once we got to the site I stuffed the hose back into the place it goes into and closed and went back into the RV. When I came back out side I helped dad put up the tent and during that I got a bloody noise so I had to go into the RV. After an about an hour we finally got the tent up and then me and dad took the bikes down from the bike rack. After taking the bikes off the back I took my rip stick around the loop, which took awhile. After riding my rip stick we took a walk on the beach and played in the water a little after playing in the water we rinsed off and then took a shower. And came back and ate dinner. Then we made delicious s'mores and then ate them. After we finished making s'mores we got ready for bed and

It was about 6 a.m. now and I am only a few casts in and was still very optimistic about catching a musky. The conditions outside were perfect, overcast skies, about 70 degrees Fahrenheit, and the fish were jumping out of the water all around us. After casting nonstop for about an hour I began to lose

Right when I arrived at the lake, a storm came and the lightning became too dangerous. This ended the night early, without even getting a bite. "There will always be another day" I told myself, as we headed back to the truck. A call from my grandpa one afternoon, led to the news that there were Channel Catfish stacked on a rock pile in the local area, which was definitely good news to

Throughout the whole summer, I caught many different types and sizes of fish. Some of the fish were larger than others like my personal best smallmouth bass that measured in at 18 ½ inches long. That same rainy day that I caught the smallmouth, I caught my first and largest carp. The carp was super slimy and disgusting, so I made my dad hold it while we took our picture. Continuing our eventful day of fishing, I caught my biggest northern while jigging. I remember being ecstatic and shocked while catching all these decent fish, also being content that I outfished my dad. By the end of the day, we had caught 122 fish total. Although I caught

It was an extremely sunny day in the middle of summer. Putting on my shoes, I decided that I was going to play and my neighbor’s house. In the summer me and my friend lived very close together so about everyday of the summer we would spend at each other's house. I walked up to her house and I rang the doorbell and waited to see if she could play. She answered the door and we both went inside. Since it was such a nice hot day, we decided that we would go jump on her trampoline and have an time.

In the morning I was bored and I wanted to go fishing but I have to ask my dad and he said yes and we got really go to the lake to go fishing. Then we help my dad with all of the staff down from the car. After we got all of the staff we got our fishing pole out of the car and we swing our fishing pole to the lake and we waited until we fill a bite.

I haven’t always been interested in fishing. When I was younger, I never enjoyed fishing because it requires lots of patience’s, which being the young, immature kid I was I didn’t have any. As I got older I tried it more and more and started to fall in love with it, at first I didn’t take it seriously but started to practice and get better. I found myself fishing almost every day because there was no feeling that could compare to a fish jumping on my line. I decided I wanted to try and compete with it. Anyone that knows me knows that if I want something I will go for it, so that’s what I did. I went to

I rolled over in my bed to show that I was awake, and mumbled a childish, high-pitched reply. He left my room, and I groggily sat up and started to get out of my pajamas and dressed. Today was the day that I got to go fishing!

Standing on the pier you could see the orangish purple sun setting over the town. That's when I heard my dad's line hit the water. It was followed by my uncle and Nonnie’s line. A couple minutes later the first fish was caught. It was yet again a croaker. A few hours and plenty of croakers later, I caught a very ugly looking fish. The lady in the pier shack called it a lizard fish. It had a long scaly body with retractable teeth like toothless the dragon from “How to Train Your Dragon”. After throwing it in the cooler, I decided to walk further down the pier.

I could hardly contain my excitement of going fishing for the first time in five years, I even had the proverbial butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I felt like a little kid wanting to ask “are we there yet” every five minutes. I tried distracting myself with reading, but I just kept reading the sentences over and over not understanding their meaning. I turned on the radio and that helped for a while until I started to get that nagging feeling that I had forgotten something. I pulled out the packing list I had shoved into my pocket before leaving, unfolded it and smoothed out the fold lines. My eyes followed down the list noting that all items were checked off; rods, reels, tackle box, vest, waders, sunglasses, hat, hooks, fishing line, lures, sinkers, bobbers, hook remover, Swiss army knife, wipes, and band aids. Everything was in order. Dismissing the feeling I had forgotten something, I turned to look out the window and watch the world pass by.

He caught a small mouth bass, a large mouth bass, and a walleye. We were going to keep the walleye but it was too small. I didn’t really catch that much but then I huge bite came I was really excited. I REALLY wanted to catch this fish. I was shaking of excitement my heart was beating really fast and then the bite came back and I set the hook. ‘’I GOT IT’’ ‘’I GOT IT’’I yelled. I didn’t know what kind of fish it was and I was desperate to know. I was hoping that my pole wouldn’t break. Then I finally knew what it was it was a 4 POUND SMALL MOUTH BASS! I felt so proud that I caught this monster. My dad took a picture and we still continued to fish. But after a while it was getting dark and we had to go and call it a night. This reminds me of the summer time where me and my dad always used to fish. Hopefully we can do it again next summer. I can’t wait until next summer. Even though I got wet and kind of dirty I still had loads of fun. In can’t wait until next summer. Me and my dad love

Over the summer I went fishing a lot. I would cast my fishing line by swinging the rod, causing the line to be quickly snapped back making it go a long distance. My dad and I would use worms and other night crawlers to lure the fish. The fish would