The late POTUS Herbert Hoover once said, “Fishing is a constant reminder of the democracy of life, of humility, and of frailty; the forces of nature discriminate for no man.” You readily understand the meaning of this statement if you have ever spent a long day on a lake or stream throwing every bait you have at these wily finned creatures and ended up only with hunger and a sunburn.
Yes, fishing can teach you a lot about the vicissitudes of life but it also offers mind-boggling opportunities to see, touch and experience the wonders of God’s creation. When my sons were young, we lived in Oregon and would often make our way up into the beautiful, mountainous, wooded and stream-laden areas of the State.
Fishing always teaches you two things; namely, patience and humility. The aforementioned Herbert Hoover also postulated that “a fisher must be of contemplative mind, for it is a long time between bites.” I certainly know that I have a contemplative mind; someone else can decide which came first, the love of fishing or the latter. On humility, famous outdoorsman Zane Grey pointed out that “there was never an angler who lived but that there was a fish capable of taking the conceit out of him.”
It’s obvious, to me at least, that there is a whole lot more to fishing than first meets the eye. For me, a lifetime of angling has provided many lessons and a richness to life itself. The lessons it has taught are priceless.