What do I mean by "gunpowder?", I mean that starting line gun that goes off, analogous to the time everyone runs to the lakes when the stocking trucks back down the ramps, the culture shocked fish that scurry into the unknown and easily into nets... There's a sense of guilt dropping in from the sportsman side of me, but then again, I paid by license fees and I need to make sure that same jerk isn't walking away with a trash bag full of fillets while the rest of us play by the rules.
One of the reasons I fish and probably the biggest reason is simply to get out into some place quiet and try to fool nature into letting a fish take my line. For a time I looked only for the biggest fish I could land, but lately I've came unto the realization of just how much water is out there left unexplored. I love finding new spots and small streams that most people drive by everyday. The larger lakes are packed out and I believe that most think the better fishing opportunities exist only there, but I can attest to the quality of fishing those small blue lines on the map. I can also tell you that I know of places where there is no trash laying stream side, no noise from the roads, no loudmouths announcing every hook set they miss... Most of us try to get away from the business of life and that includes technology but theres a beautiful advantage of tech that I've been enjoying the past few years: Google Maps.
Biology of a stream
Robbie is the creator of WF and loves to spend time in the outdoors chasing steelhead, upland birds, and the beauty of nature.
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