Sounds Fishy

Phrases I never, ever thought would emanate from my lips, have become a part of my life. Many ideas may be crossing your mind, none of which are likely to be accurate.  To be sure there are many more strange possibilities, which thank fortune are not a part of my life.  I have taken up hang gliding (I fly only as I fall), I enjoy tight rope walking (my friends can tell you that walking consistently without falling has been a life-long challenge.  I love doing accounting - yeah, no.

So what are the phrases?  I have taken up surf fishing, yup;  I even bait my own hooks. I have caught a couple of young blue fish, which is gratifying, but it is being by the ocean and participating in it in a new way that has been so exciting.  Now, adding to awe and joy, is a cooperation of give and take and a different understanding of the ebb and flow of the waves and the wildlife.  I can sit for hours throwing out a line of hope, with a somewhat evil intent of ending a fish's life.  Bear in mind, I have not kept a fish I have caught, we (I still have a problem taking the fish off the hook) have thrown them back.

Another odd phrase, related to the fishing is:  I am so glad I learned lacrosse.  Now never, ever, in my life has that thought crossed my mind.  I played goalie because I did not understand the rules (I must have been absent that day).  I could not cradle and I hate running.  I could manage to comprehend the concept of - keep the ball out of this small area, backed by a strangely shaped net.  I was not half bad at goal tending.

How does lacrosse relate to surf fishing?  Casting ten foot surf rod with two baited hooks and a sinker is juts like throwing a lacrosse ball out of the crease of the goal; don't rush, focus, aim high and throw far.  The nice thing about the surf is that my target, unlike finding a tiny stick in lacrosse, is very wide; my kind of sport. I have actually mentally thanked my lacrosse coaches - another first - for teaching me how to throw. Finally I am good at it.

Once the line is in the water, I walk back to my chair, my chair, sit down, gently hold the rod and wait for a nice little tug on the line.  I pull sharply to set the hook and then work the fishie into the shore. Sitting, waiting, watching the water, the sky, the birds, I think have I have found my sport.

My husband says I am a natural.