Danielle Prewett says: Last weekend I really wanted to catch dinner. We decided to fish the marshes early Saturday morning, and I caught a nice flounder. Just as we were about to net it into the boat, he spit the hook – that sucked. A rainstorm forced us to leave earlier than intended, so we went back out on Sunday. At one point, I noticed a swirl rise up along the grassy shore; next to it something popped at the surface. I casted and BOOM. It was a big red, and I let him run. Of course, he went right under the boat and managed to get off. Another one got away. I took my hat off and started hitting the casting platform with it. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see my husband chuckling. He knew the level of frustration that I was feeling; he’s been there before, and now it was my turn. After my temper tantrum, I took a deep breath and kept fishing. By the end of the day, I managed to land one little red, just a few inches shy of our slot limit. Although I was disappointed that he wasn’t a keeper, I was still happy to spend a whole weekend out on the water. There is so much for me to learn about fishing, and I’m fortunate to have such a beautiful coast to explore. Hunting season is approaching, and I’m sure there are lots of new hunters out there. If I could give a piece of advice from one novice to another, it’s to enjoy the little moments. Don’t let the struggles (and oh, you will struggle and fail) override the entire experience. Learn from them and keep getting outside.
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